As day 2 of Sasquatch! began everybody, from fans to bands to tech, seemed to be adjusting to the swing of things. It was a little warmer, and there was no rain in sight. After walking through a camping area set up with afternoon beer pong and a car blasting "Same Love," I finally got in to find the first wave of bands well into their sets. Bear Mountain had already pulled in a huge crowd with their catchy, comfort-food electronic pop, and Rose Windows were just finishing a decent set, albeit to a much smaller crowd. I decided to get up close and personal for Robert Delong, as I'd heard stories about his amazingly physical performance, and was curious.


I must have picked the right spot, because right next to me was a guy with the same t-shirt and facepaint as Delong (add in a cape and goggles for good measure), obviously excited for what was going to happen. "You must be a big fan," I said. "No, I'm THE fan," he replied. He certainly was, and it's easy to see how Delong has already gathered so much enthusiasm from people. His overwhelming EDM beats are punctuated by some very personal and affecting vocals ("Emo-DM?!" is jokingly scribbled in my notebook somewhere) all tied in with his energetic stage presence. With a drum kit, drum pads, video game controllers, laptops, and synthesizers on stage he's often manically running around trying to make everything work. But it does, surprisingly well in fact, and Delong has built up a collection of really good tracks already. That said, I'm still not won over by his radio hit, "Global Concepts" which gathered a huge reaction, but still just sounds annoying to my ears. At one point while fiddling with some knobs and his laptop, he threw a drum stick across the stage like a shuriken, hitting a cymbal at just the right moment. By the end of his 45 minutes, the guy had the kind of crowd you would have expected for a much later set-time. I spent some time after the Delong set to try and find something that might grab me and really hold my attention, but to no avail. Indians just weren't doing it for me, JJ Grey & Mofro turned into somewhat of disappointment. That's when I came across something unexpected.

Nancy & Beth are not actually named Nancy and Beth. Stephanie Hunt and Megan Mullally (of Will & Grace, Parks and Rec, and Party Down) have created an outlet to perform vintage pop songs and classic country, and while I initially was just going to take a peek at this oddity I ended up getting completely pulled in. It's funny, as expected, but never mocking. Honestly, the whole set kept reminding me of the late-greats, Ween, in the way that humor and quality are not mutually exclusive. They also share the Boognish worshippers' knack for playing extremely dirty songs with complete sincerity. Near the end of the set they began a huge tribute to one of the all-time great internet oddities, Riskay's "Smell Yo Dick." This could have been embarrassing, and a lame attempt for laughs, but they nailed it and made the song a sort of (I-can't-believe-I'm-saying-this) moving performance. It doesn't hurt that Nick Offerman (Mullally's husband, and Ron-fucking-Swanson on Parks & Rec) jumped on stage to do the male verse near the end.

The heat finally broke just in time for Caveman to play a great set, and show off some of their new album's best tracks. The Yeti stage had figured things out since yesterday I guess because the Brooklyn band sounded exquisite. They gradually built momentum (and a crowd) before dropping one of my favorite slow jams of the year, "Over My Head." After they finished, it was off to Chupacabra, the electronic-slash-comedy tent … because those go together just great.

After the wonderful mind-fuck of Nancy & Beth it seemed like a good idea to check out Nick Offerman's set. Channeling Ron Swanson, he gave the equivalent of an inspirational seminar with his 10 pieces of life advice, as well as some general philosophy on wood-crafting, Tolkien, and the evilness of vegetarianism. He's known more for TV, but Offerman's stand up (with some acoustic songs mixed in) is really impressive. As I was leaving to catch another set, the crowd, lighters up, had joined Offerman (and Nancy & Beth, now on stage as well) in a full band version of the Parks & Rec song "5000 Candles In The Wind." I wonder if they have to pay MouseRat royalties for that.

As I sat on the rail of the media booth for the Bigfoot stage with its sea of moving