VIP doesn't mean quite the same thing as it used to. At Snallygaster 2014, it meant early entry by an hour and a half at an upcharge of $10 per hour, a gold VIP wristband (accidentally given to me as a blue one at first, which caused me to have to jump out of line), and the honor of walking into the event at 11:29 while less honorable souls hopped the fence (no, wait, there really was no fence) and sprinted to the rarest of rare beers offered at the event. The number of persons sold VIP wristbands rivaled the total attendance at many smaller festivals and led to a couple 100+ person lines, at least 50% of which was left wanting for the beer they'd waited for when the kegs kicked less than a half hour in. Attendees who followed protocol and walked through the front gate, even from my position about 25 persons deep into the early VIP line, were guaranteed to have missed at least one of the more desirable rare beers offered at Snallygaster. That many of the beers themselves were even available is feat enough, but dangling such tempting fruit in front of lustful beer drinkers, only to snatch it away from those who weren't track stars in high school, feels like a big organizational miss.
Snallygaster also happens to rank as the most expensive beer festival I've been to by a fair margin when I checked the damage at the end of the event. Perhaps I'm simply used to festivals where all the beers are available for a high but set price, or where drink tickets get you equal pours of whatever it is you want without the variable stress of this sample costing 7 tickets and that sample costing 12. The craftier beer aficionados at this event will have run through their $25 Snallybuck stipend before getting through three samples. It is perhaps necessary to breathe in hard, surrender your wallet and simply let the beer gods have their sacrifice, but it's a little disconcerting to have to run back to an ATM within an hour of a six plus hour event so you aren't that guy bumming sips out of other people's cups.
Organizational and financial criticisms aside, there are still plenty of reasons this was nearly a four star event -- copious beer options, plentiful porta potties, good food options, a fully organized beer list before the event, a band I happen to love in !!!/ChkChkChk (but missed because of the rain), a fairly well organized early check-in system and myriad other positives. These nearly outweighed the smoldering hole in my wallet and lack for a few of the beers that sold out in a blink. A better thought out VIP strategy would be enough, and perhaps a reconsideration of some of the more eyeball-gouging beer price points might get it to the fabled five stars we all hope for out of these events. read more