As the UCSD student population mourned the start of a new semester, an all ages crowd from every conceivable walk of life straddled the fine line between hollow escapism and personal freedom to the tune of Bassnectar and his sweltering, bombastic collages. When flanked by drugged-out teenagers, dudes in yellow tutus, and girls dancing in pasties and polar bear hats, one has little choice but to merge with the pulsating neon spectacle. …MORE