One of the things I get to do in my job is go to fests. I go to a lot of fests. Usually at least 8 to 10 in a year. Punk fests, death fests, doom fests you name it. This August, I found myself in Tucson, the hottest damn place I had ever been (Phoenix is hotter, I’m told), for what I am calling, objectively speaking, the best fest experience I have had in all our years of CVLT Nation.