The king and queen of Bonnaroo

Kingbirds sing from the treetops on the festival grounds.

Eastern kingbird, barely visible, centered in the O of ROO in the hand/globe sculpture. He sings without amplification.

The queen? Perhaps Alison Krauss who, with an inflection of a sung note, can send chills down the spines of thousands of listeners standing in the Tennessee afternoon sun.

Alison Krauss and Union Station. Approximate air temperature: sunny side up.

The royals preside over a Dominion of Dust.

Quarter of a million feet on a few dozen acres.

Nightfall.

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