There are so many memories floating around in my head. I'm just going to write some of them down.
Crooked Still
Cat Empire
Agnostic Mountain Gospel Choir
Chirgilchin
Chirgilchin
Randy Newman
Michael Franti and Spearhead
Ndidi Onukwulu
Ollabelle
That 1 Guy
There are a lot of unique clothes walking around at the Folk Festival. I noticed an amazing skirt, made out of ties and pointed it out to my sisters. As we were looking at the skirt, we realized that we knew the body, inside the skirt. It was non other than Joyce. She is a famous person and it seems that people recognize her wherever she goes.
The pasties. Ugh. I know someone who called them t** stickers. Crude yes. But they were ugly. I hope they don't come back next year.
Finding a great spot to watch a show.
The workshop with Crooked Still, Cat Empire, That 1 Guy and the Dhuks was the most incredible event ever. Words cannot describe what happened there. That alone was worth the price of admission. And seeing my daughter, son and nephews flushed with the pleasure of watching that show was unforgettable.
The food was great! No crappy fast food at this festival. I had a samosa, roti, roasted vegetable pannini, vegetarian wrap and a whale tale (not all at the same time).
Just laying around on a blanket, and when we got tired of that, moving onto a chair, and back to the blanket. You get the picture.
The music. Every band and individual had something interesting and unique to offer.
Every single one.
