Better than Dave Rawlings Machine??
Shhhhhhhhhh"… Just barely. :pirate
I met my wife at the 2000 Bluegrass fest. In the hula-hoop ring to be exact. That’s the truth. Grisman Quintet was on stage. Quite the soundtrack to my goofy hooping.
Our anniversary falls on the Thurs of Bluegrass. Haven’t missed one since.
John Hartford with his wireless fiddle parading through the crowd…
He put the P in performance. Impactful, skilled and removed from the crowd. Inpervious and delivered with such ease, so natural, focused and different. Andrew Bird.
I want to learn how to do that. He is a master :medal His sound was captivating. Thank you PBG! Outstanding! A first for me.
A visit from a friend I don’t know yet came knockin on my tarp door. A quiet sit and listen and a shared smile…someone came to sit with me this Fest, smiled like he knew me for the longest time never looking eye to eye, never a word of introduction. Just a shared smile. I think it is someone from this forum and it was a sweet joyful moment. :flower
Hello Festivarian Nation,
Here is a link to a short story/travelogue I wrote about my trip to TBF this year. Hope you enjoy.
Mike
This is stellar! :medal Thanks for posting, especially for those of us having a Festidrought in 2014… :cheers
Thanks for posting Toolshed. Wonderful glimpse into a TBF journey. As someone mentioned in another thread “WE are the festival”. Tride is a great place and TBF has great music but it is the festivarians that make it the special experience. Thanks everybody for the memories!!
{Happy to make your pictures… even if I am disguised in my bankrobber mask!}
Nice job Mike, and thanks again for the help with the picnic tables. :cheers
I didn’t mean to have you miss the end of the music. :evil
Thank you. I need those beautiful flashbacks. :thumbsup
Auntie Hope
The old timers begging for beads at the newbie gathering in 2011. :lol
Next year will be my…um…23rd out of 25 years. Missed two to spread family ashes in the big blue Pacific. I have so many ‘best’ memories that I can’t remember a lot of them. Which is a good thing. But certainly one of my best was that Saturday afternoon that Hooch walked over to Tarp Nine and introduced himself. The start of beautiful friendships rekindled year after year with Utarpia…and stoked in between with the random notes, messages, emails, and occasional visits. So, the amazing music aside, the friendships are my favorite part. Year after year after year after year…
Oh, and then there was that late night at the Sheridan with Wolfstone back in '94…
(Can’t wait to see you again, Pal!)
While maybe not one of my best memories, the Great Ball Tagging War of 2013 was something I won’t soon forget. I may have lost all but one battle, but that one battle won me the war!
Just wait until you find out what I’ve got planned for next year!
Thanks for the warning. I’ll make sure to have a full, metal water bottle with me at all times. Well, until I lose it, anyway.
Men in tutus that rocked the house! I want to see that again! :medal
Johnny Cash, he was so commanding of the stage and crowd. Mesmerized me for his entire set. I swear smoke was coming out of his ears. ON FIRE! His set is still a huge highlight for me.
Was camping behind Cascadia Dome last year (2014). At some wee hour of the morning some visiting musicians started making up their own tunes…
“We’re gonna smoke two joints” - guitar riff - “and go to bed.”
“We’re gonna smoke two joints” - mando riff - “and go to bed”
You get the picture here…
After 45 minutes of this great new tune, I crawled out of my sleeping bag, walked around the corner, walked into the dome and asked, “Do you guys need a lighter?” :lol :lol :lol
One year I smiled so much at Fest I swear I had bugs stuck on my teeth. :medal :cheers
My lips did not relax from the smile position for 4 beautiful, soul filling days.
The power of music and nature. Rippin’ good times. Thank you PBG! :medal