Images through the ages for UCSB's Associated Students.
Praying for the rain to stop.
All smiles, even while smooshed together.
During the long break between acts, the crowd was just happy to see something, anything, happening by the stage.
"Excuse me. Do you have anything besides water to hand out? A Yerba or Boba tea maybe? I'll even take a mimosa if that's all you've got."
"This is a good hug, but if you try to heimlich maneuver me one more time, you're walking home alone."
The story about the one time Extravaganza was at night keeps getting more and more unbelievable. Now Marilyn would have them believe we released 400,000 fireflies to light the field because electricity hadn't been invented yet.
"Wait, so that one is afraid of water? Or lightning?" "It's not really about fear. Just vulnerability." "Man, I'm vulnerable to lightning. I'm never getting this pokemon thing down."
"Keep walking dude. Reserved for firefighters."
Panorama closer to the end (with 1/3 of the field still closed off)
"If you blow into the bottle, it sounds just like you're blowing into a bottle. It's amazing!"
Playboi Carti has arrived.
"Come closer. No, closer still. Pay no attention to the shadows behind the screen."
See, lots of tongues sticking out.
"First, a few impressions: me driving a golf cart."