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The Roots Picnic’s become something both easy and difficult for locals to love. Celebrating its eighth iteration, the all-day event’s pretty far away from what it used to be, but is that because The Roots have become an exponentially bigger deal or because a capitalist system has figured out a way to get the dollars of monied, molly-popping teens from the ‘burbs?

But hey, this year, they got Erykah Badu! Girlfriend is pretty much in her own world of creativity, sophistication and intellectually-driven future funk. Badu may only have five discs of material to her name in nearly 20 years, but they are dynamic, complex, slow-burning and rich works of art. The mere idea of the kind of playlist Lo Down Loretta Brown might cook up is enough to make your arm hair stand at attention. As far as we’re concerned, she’s enough to risk any wackness. (Just plan to drink, eat and relieve yourself elsewhere—before and after.) And fortunately, there are at least a handful of other billed acts that give the Picnic additional appeal. Most of em’ will go on as the day approaches dusk: The Weeknd, A$AP Rocky and Phantogram, mainly. In the middle of the day, there are some tasty treats, too: King Britt, Afrika Bambaataa, Hiatus Kaiyote, Hudson Mohawke—who’s spinning at the OkayFuture Roots Picnic afterparty at TLA—and DJ Mustard.

Still asking “Should I risk it?” In past years, there’ve been complaints of two-hour-long waits for two hot dogs and a soda. Somehow, the Picnic always falls on a blisteringly hot May day, and there’s very little refuge from UV punishment, exacerbating lines for refreshments. And once you’re in, you’re in: There’s no re-entry and no outside food or drink. There are some $99 general admission tickets still left on Ticketmaster; with fees and all, they’re $118.40 apiece. StubHub’s got over 100 tickets, and they start at $146—and VIP entry tops out at almost $500. So, rich folks and your children, you’re good!

Is there a future for The Roots’ fest that doesn’t abandon the fans who’ve been riding with them since the early ‘90s? Can we not envision a possible future in which this glorious musical lineup unfolds amid a legit block party on Seventh Street or something—The Roots’ longtime studio home within spitting distance—with a huge Red Cross parking lot across the street? Lincoln Financial’s not getting much use until August every summer. My biggest fear is that it could someday suffer the fate of the Mad Decent Block Party, which had organic and noble-ish origins (at 12th and Green streets), but has become a 19-city rolling mess of teen decadence.

We beg you, music gods, don’t let this happen to The Roots Picnic.

Sat., May 30, 11am. $99-$500. With the Roots, Erykah Badu, The Weeknd, Rae Sremmurd, DJ Mustard, Hiatus Kaiyote, Bishop Nehru, Afrika Bambaataa, Hudson Mohawke, Brianna Cash and Donn T. Festival Pier at Penn’s Landing, 601 N Columbus Blvd. rootspicnic.com

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