A lot of people woke up hungover on Sunday morning with one thought on their mind:


Then many of those same people proceeded to drink alcohol and smoke weed for the remainder of the day in preparation for a concert we Gauchos are proud to be a part of each year: Welcome back to Extravaganza 2012, where drugs and body heat could be felt in any and all directions.

Indeed, many of UCSB’s student bodies were in attendance on this beautiful Sunday for a highly anticipated lineup of artists. A.S. Program Board secured an eclectic array of musical talents ranging from Surfer Blood and Iration to Wolfgang Gartner and Snoop Dogg. That along with our very own Isla Vista sensation, The Fire Department, as openers, Extravaganza was sure to please everyone with this year’s performances.

Initially set to begin at 1 p.m., the gates to Harder Stadium didn’t actually open until about 1:40 p.m. The Fire Department was getting ready for their set to begin around this time. As the students trickled in, dedicated attendees made their way toward the front of the stage, establishing their spots for the rest of the concert.

Unfortunately, not too many people were standing up front as The Fire Department played their opening notes, which is a shame because the group was brilliant. They kicked off with an original song, “Funk Won’t Let Me Be,” followed by “Junk Smoothie.” Through all the songs played, the I.V. locals were consistent in maintaining their usual funky sound and dance-friendly environment with guitars, bass, drums and, of course, their brass section. With lead vocals coming from Zeal Levin, as well as Maeg Cruse and emcee Dustin Ragozzino, the 11-piece band had no trouble engaging the crowd.

However, I felt as if they weren’t praised as much as they should have been for winning Battle of the Bands in March, which they rightfully deserved to be. I overheard one student say they were decent but “nothing to flail your arms about.” Regardless of some snide remarks, The Fire Department was still seen off with much applause and recognition. They definitely did Extravaganza justice as the first performing act.

Surfer Blood came on next. The West Palm Beach, Fla., band was received well by the growing crowd. Their echoey vocals reflected the surf-pop vibe of both of their studio projects, “Astro Coast” and “Tarot Classics.” I’m not sure many people recognized the songs they played, aside from maybe “Miranda,” but the audience seemed quite down.

Aside from the music, there were a couple of memorable moments from their set I think are worth mentioning. For one, the lead singer did this awkward somersault onstage at one point — it was dope. For a second, I thought he would fall off the stage, but he hung in there like a champ. Well done, JP! Secondly, how could anyone forget the mini mosh pit that grew into a monstrous clash of fools? If you were right in the middle, you can attest to how uncomfortable and irritating it was to have random dudes bump into you every five seconds. I didn’t like that … Nope, didn’t like it one bit.

But I did like the dude with the Rasta beanie and Hawaiian shirt who kept crowd surfing. It looked as if he were having a damn good time, and he at least kept my spirits high. With rowdiness surging through the crowd, Surfer Blood departed from the stage to much applause and consequently a Gaucho chant. Not bad for some chaps from Florida.

Iration, a band that got its start in Isla Vista, was next to take the stage. They played a solid set of reggae/ska hits including their own songs, like “Falling” and “Time Bomb.” Along the way they covered two famous rock songs to an uproar of cheers: “Seven Nation Army” by the White Stripes and “Say It Ain’t So” by Weezer. Iration also announced a few newer songs that hadn’t been released — a little teaser for their upcoming album. At this point in the concert, the audience had grown to a significantly larger size and a good amount of smoke hovered above our heads. Things would only get more crazy from here on out.

When Wolfgang Gartner arrived, people rushed toward the stage in droves. People seemed pretty stoked for his set. Without saying a word, the prominent electro-house DJ dropped song after song — mostly his own productions — which kept the crowd swaying in what one might call a constant “freak-dancing motion.” His set was good, but Wolfgang seemed too steady and safe in the flow of his music. The tempo would pick up and fall back down, and then pick up again and fall once more, rather predictably.

Wolfgang played tracks like “Space Junk,” “There and Back,” “The Devil’s Den,” “Sending My Love,” “Redline” and “Ménage à Trois,” which finished the set. As I already mentioned, Wolfgang didn’t say a word and didn’t personally engage the crowd too well. He came, he played and he bounced. I guess that’s all he needed to do, but come on, say “Hi,” at least.

Finally: the headliner for Extravaganza, Sir Snoop Doggy Dogg himself, was set to come on. People rushed the stage and some even took seats in the bleachers. Snoop entered to an extra warm greeting from UCSB with roars of applause and cheers. He wore a tall yellow tee and a Rasta beanie with a “SNOOP” set of brass knuckles on his right hand — an appropriate Snoop-goes-to-SB outfit.

The first half of Snoop’s set was filled with the timeless songs of his G-funk era: “Let Me Ride,” “Nuthin’ But a ‘G’ Thang,” “Gin and Juice,” “Who Am I (What’s My Name?)” and “Let’s Get High.” He knew what the crowd wanted to hear and didn’t hold back the goods. People responded immediately with a lot of dancing and jumping around, more so than with any prior act. Snoop even covered House of Pain’s “Jump Around” and had all of UCSB bouncing.

Through the use of shout-outs to the audience and his natural skill of handling the mic, Snoop demonstrated what it meant to be a true master of ceremonies. It was a hell of a party at Harder Stadium, to say the least. Snoop even said, “If I went to college, I woulda came here and majored in pimpology.” Typical Snoop!

Touching on a few more of his hit singles — “Drop It Like It’s Hot,” “That’s That,” etc. — Snoop left the stage like any great showman might. He shouted out “UCSB” while we all exalted him before he exited.

Unfortunately Snoop was unavailable for an interview afterward, but he still performed his role to the fullest on Sunday. Without a doubt, A.S. Program Board delivered on this year’s lineup and left the student body satisfied. If you came out and at least caught Snoop Dogg, you were surely not disappointed.