Road to Camp Bisco – Brian Gilliam
The first time I got a chance to go to Bisco was two years ago (2011). My buddies and I had only gone to Allgood once, Starscape every now and again, and I had only heard the Biscuits maybe once live. Others we got to see that weekend were the likes of Bassnectar, Skrillex, Kill the Noise, MSTRKRFT and Wizz. Awesome lineup, fairly electronic, knew I had to go. This is about THE ROAD to Bisco though.
My buddies and I always took one of our parents cars , usually an SUV of course, for comfort and space. Then one time we stumbled upon the idea of taking the Minivan to AllGood. We had so many people cracking up that we were raging in the “mom mobile.” Ever since we have just decided to always take it whenever we get the chance. Not only does it let us meet great people but others know that we just wanna get there stocked up and have a good time.
The night before Bisco we loaded up the van and were all set to travel to the show and get there early. Prior experience at Allgood always showed that if you were there fairly early that you could get in and get better camping. None of the driving shifts or any of that went nearly as planned. I am always a tank when it comes to driving– as in driving back from Starscape after dancing 4pm to 6am and then drive 3 + hours home like its nothing. This time turned out to be no different. After about midnight everybody had their eyes closed but me and I got to relax and coast on my ride to Camp Bisco. After having tried several times to wake up my buddy David, and having him actually stay awake looking at the road maybe 5 minutes then dozing back off….it was up to me. I thought of the look I was going to get when the guys woke up and we were in line already and trudged into the night. I traveled from Virginia to New York through the night making sure to stop when needed and to get coffee, lots of tasty coffee, and of course play music (lightly for the snoozers). Gassed up, got food, etc. a few times and never once did they even remotely lift their heads from pillows.
About an hour from the country club we started seeing people all packed up and converging towards one grand destination. A site that is always fun and gets the blood flowing. No more coffee needed now we were gettin’ close! I started to bump the music a little louder and make some sharper movements in the top-heavy Dodge Caravan and got the boys stirring in the back a bit. When they awoke to the sun, they all three had the most bewildered look on their faces as to where we were, how we got there, and were sort of staring at me confused for a second. With a large grin on my face I simply said, “We are about twenty to thirty minutes away,” and they went CRAZY! They couldn’t believe I completely scrapped the plan of switching drivers and just blasted through the night. About this time they started seeing the “BISCO BOUND” text written on cars and other stuff and were wide awake buzzing with excitement.
We got in line of course and everything turned into a party. Everybody was already dancing at like 6AM probably and looking like half zombies. Some people we talked to did the same as me and were ragging on their friends for sleeping. In other cars, every person stayed awake bumping music. A whole group of people all coming together with smiles on their faces knowing what was about to happen. Met some awesome people moving lines to try and find the faster route in and gave some waters to employees that were looking a bit red. Everybody was in a great mood and we also went around giving high fives to other Virginia license plates. The road to Bisco was fairly uneventful of course until the line. But I honestly felt great for knowing I was able to get my friends there safe to be able to enjoy everything with them and have the time of our lives. They told me all weekend how awesome it was to just drive it out and of course on the way home I got to ride shotgun relaxin. Great overall experience and something I want to keep traveling to if not performing at one day hopefully.