Sure, Ultra ends at midnight. And by the last day of the two-weekend fest, you may be tired and feel like sleeping in.
Quick, you need dark shades, a t-shirt, booty shorts, stickers, and as many souvenirs as you can wear at once from an air-conditioned room that takes credit cards.
People of Ultra
Forget about the music, this festival would be nothing without the people who go to it. See them in the daytime too.
This Weird Head-Scratcher Thing
If she offers, don't say no. It feels good.
People Goin' Crazy
All types of people from all types of places, all going nuts at once.
It's even brighter in the sun.
She can rap her ass off. And her dancers dance their ass off. And her DJ scratches his scratch off.
Major Lazer Booty Contest
These guys encourage freedom of expression.
Phil L. Herold Might Be There
He is an internationally renowned multimedia artist and Snoop's homie.
Because, mo'fucka, somebody needs to teach these out-of-state tourists how to play them.
Rock 'n' roll will never die.
And of course, again, the people are what make the party: