High Spirits

[dramatic music] First smoke on the ridge. The festival breathes us in. Wait [coughs] does this path lead to the secret stage? Every path leads somewhere beautiful. Follow me. [dramatic music] The totems are breathing, you guys. They're actually breathing. I'm receiving the schedule directly into my skull right now. Bro, my vest is the light show. Welcome to the show. You've always been in it. [cheering] Don't worry, nobody else knows their rhymes either. [lips smack]