AP - THURSDAY, 5:45 p.m.: The empty expanse of cow pasture that was once Manchester is morphing into Tennessee's third largest city. Meanwhile, somewhere near "Centeroo," the first major drum circle has been born. A large crowd of hippies dances spastically around the drummers, jerking and contorting their bodies in varying rhythmic coherency, a blast of sinister ritual voodoo which would suggest the sacrifice of something larger and more meaningful than dignity or trust fund. Middle-aged sunshine couples vault giggling into the air on a giant swing set, while others walk bewildered through the Sonic Forest, playing itself through 16-foot-tall cylinders containing audio speakers, lights, and photoelectric cells activated by passing fans. Though Bonnaroo has evolved musically past its fledging commune identity, the aesthetic remains touchingly and stubbornly irrevocable.{br}{br}View the Entire Article{br}{br}Click Here to Launch in a new Window