I’m not sure what set this m
orning at a quicker pace than yesterday’s, perhaps that it was Sunday, the final day of the music fest, so I wanted to be sure to catch more of the day as the evening would be drawn short. My back was no longer hurting, so rest had done me well. It also had taken me a little time, but today I was in Fest-Mode: fishnet stockings, swimsuit cover-up from Mexico and nothing else. That’s one of the things I like best about fests, it’s literally a free-for-all, clothing-wise.
By noon-ish I headed
to the fest, walking in to a bouncy and lively band called MarchFourth who’d played three other shows, yet I hadn’t caught any of them. The day was near-perfect: the temperature perfect, the sun beating down so brightly, it made Corey Hart wear his sunglasses at night. I walked around and listened to a few funky Dead tunes with The Brothers Gow.
My favorite food stand PERIOD is Spiro Gyro with Argie (Mama). Yanula, the daughter I met at HSMF, wasn’t there this time, but Argie and I talked often and I let her know I would be seeing them in July again at High Sierra. Such amazing bonds I am able to create with people from all over California and the rest of this country because of music.
Lukas Nelson was undoubtedly the best show I saw here this weekend. His roadies were
HEADBANGING (as was I) during one of his songs, yet he sang a song about moonshine that broke my heart. And THEN he played guitar (and quite well, may I add) with his teeth?!?! Ohhellyes!
Midway through Leftover Salmon, I headed to Home Depot (yes, in my fishnet stockings and swimsuit cover) to buy spray paint. I caught a few glances as I knew I would, but dammit, man! Walk proudly and smile…so I did. At home, I hugged my girl, whom I hadn’t seen since Friday, and began on my Halloween costume. I should have purchased two cans. And with that bird pun, I will bid you adieu.
Pictures: Attire or the day; gyro-heaven; Mr. Lukas Nelson.
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