If you’re anything like me, you don’t remember Woodstock. I wasn’t alive to witness firsthand the exploration of peace, love, mud, and don’t-eat-the-brown-acid fun that took place those fateful days in 1969. But no matter, people say that if you remember it, you weren’t there. So take that, flower children, we’re even. That particular multi-day concert festival was so poorly planed that, in an effort to prevent rioting from ticket-less hippies, the promoters eventually gave up and declared the rest of the concert free. Luckily for the modern, gargantuan concert promoters, that hasn’t happened again for some time. These modern Woodstock knock-offs cost a pretty penny. Even when facing the prospect of dropping multiple hundreds of dollars on multiple days of cramped amphitheater space, an 8’ x 8’ square of grass to camp on, and $8 Coors Tallboys, it’s hard to resist some of these festivals, even if Jimi Hendrix won’t be there to wake you up with the national anthem on Sunday.