• "I'm not used to being outside for this long... sweaty. The ukulele is a very delicate instrument. It takes a delicate man to play it." —Dent May of Dent May & His Magnificent Ukulele, tuning up between songs.
• "Thanks a lot for having us. Hope you have a sweet night." —Animal Collective's only banter their entire set.
• "Man, what was that? Crystal Castles sounded like an alien being fed into a meat grinder." —Someone leaving the dance tent on Friday night.
• "It was hard to sleep because of the music, but then somebody started playing the Decemberists and I could sleep to that." —A camper, on the difficulties of sleeping without earplugs.
• "We met on Capitol Hill. We don't really play around there anymore... it's a long story." —Mad Rad (alluding to being banned from Neumos, Chop Suey, Havana, the War Room, and the Showbox) shortly before one of them, Buffalo Madonna, climbed the Yeti Stage's scaffolding and walked out onto the stage's flimsy-looking roof.
• "A lot now, we play these shows in front of a lot of people, and I see a lot of gross, disgusting high-school jocks in the audience. But what we do is for all the beautiful faggots, and the rest of you can all eat a big bowl of wet dicks... You think this many people get together and they're all good people? They're all shitheads... I may be stepping out of bounds, but all the heterosexuals in the audience, all the straights, can just turn around and face the other way." He waited. "If you don't turn around, I'll accept that you're homos, just like all of us up on the stage... Right now, we play and you all sing and cheer, but after this show, you'll go back to your high schools and pick on the faggots and the kids in the chess club. Fuck you, all of you guys. Who do you think we were? When I went to shows, it was just faggots... I'm glad you took the time out of your day that you usually would've spent flat-ironing your hair, but before this band, there was a band called Iggy & the Stooges"—the audience cheered—"and you can cheer all you want, but you don't know a fucking thing... Fuck you." —Spencer Moody of the Murder City Devils.
• "Meh, whatever. You know." —Spencer Moody, backstage before their set, on whether he was excited to play.
• "When the tiger starts biting my crotch, that's when the spell breaks and you can move again." —David Barnes, who does Of Montreal's artwork and designs their live shows, in his underwear, mid–costume change, giving instructions to a group of people about to go onstage.
• "Fuck it, we'll do it live!" —Bill O'Reilly, sampled by Deadmau5.
• Mom, you're like a robot that's designed to be bad at double Dutch." —The Vera Project executive director's son, on jumping rope backstage.
• "If any of you are singers or performers, I have just one piece of advice for you: Don't eat Burger King before a show. That's my advice. But let's see what happens. Let's see if I throw up." —Santigold, holding it down between songs.
• "Oh, man, there was a cow humping back there." —On leaving Sasquatch! 
