Rock Crusher Bluegrass festival
We went to see the Bluegrass Festival at the Rock Crusher hanger like pavilion.
https://www.rockcrusherevents.com/
It was a great show. I was a bit tired, so I dozed off a coupled times, but I heard and saw most of it. My favorite group was the last group we saw. Backwater Bluegrass. \
Here they are a few years ago with a woman on the base.
https://www.bing.com/videos/search?q=backwater+bluegrass&view=detail&mid=4A2D084AC95B4F07F9504A2D084AC95B4F07F950&FORM=VIRE
Yesterday they had a young man on the base. However, I liked the singing of the old fellow on the mandolin who had been there for decades. He had an interesting history as well, having played piano years ago for some Snoppy musical shows.
The band of mandolin, bass, guitar and banjo had a fine sound. This was a more polished group than the others.
Also performing was this grand group of little girl cloggers
https://www.rockcrusherevents.com/
They put on a long and wonderful show, all dressed in outfits with one sparkling gold sleeve. There are various levels based on age.
There was one older Black girl in the mix. Her dad was filming. They were the only Blacks at the festival. It was grand to see that she seemed confident and well integrated. I think her Mom was white. We wondered how it felt to be that small a minority.
I also liked the Possums. They played a traditional bluegrass. I can't find a link.
Jubal's kin was a threesome with the guitarist from Dublin. The featured voice was a young woman and she had a fine voice, but they played too long and like so many songs of young people, the complex lyrics were indecipherable so the songs seemed repetitive although they probably were very different.
There was quite a bit of talking inside the pavilion. I just don't understand how people can gather in a music venue, decline to listen, and talk on and on. Perhaps it was because the beer bar was also under the pavilion. We moved our seats twice. There was also quite a few vendors and the host seemed to feel a need to introduce all of them to us in between acts. It was like watching commercials.
We brought our fine folding chairs and were very comfortable. The chairs provided were those metal folding chairs that reminded me of church. Ours were better.
Outside were some food trucks. We managed some fresh deep fried pork skins. They were the Styrofoam variety, but these were really tastier than those in supermarket bags.
https://www.rockcrusherevents.com/
It was a great show. I was a bit tired, so I dozed off a coupled times, but I heard and saw most of it. My favorite group was the last group we saw. Backwater Bluegrass. \
Here they are a few years ago with a woman on the base.
https://www.bing.com/videos/search?q=backwater+bluegrass&view=detail&mid=4A2D084AC95B4F07F9504A2D084AC95B4F07F950&FORM=VIRE
Yesterday they had a young man on the base. However, I liked the singing of the old fellow on the mandolin who had been there for decades. He had an interesting history as well, having played piano years ago for some Snoppy musical shows.
The band of mandolin, bass, guitar and banjo had a fine sound. This was a more polished group than the others.
Also performing was this grand group of little girl cloggers
https://www.rockcrusherevents.com/
They put on a long and wonderful show, all dressed in outfits with one sparkling gold sleeve. There are various levels based on age.
There was one older Black girl in the mix. Her dad was filming. They were the only Blacks at the festival. It was grand to see that she seemed confident and well integrated. I think her Mom was white. We wondered how it felt to be that small a minority.
I also liked the Possums. They played a traditional bluegrass. I can't find a link.
Jubal's kin was a threesome with the guitarist from Dublin. The featured voice was a young woman and she had a fine voice, but they played too long and like so many songs of young people, the complex lyrics were indecipherable so the songs seemed repetitive although they probably were very different.
There was quite a bit of talking inside the pavilion. I just don't understand how people can gather in a music venue, decline to listen, and talk on and on. Perhaps it was because the beer bar was also under the pavilion. We moved our seats twice. There was also quite a few vendors and the host seemed to feel a need to introduce all of them to us in between acts. It was like watching commercials.
We brought our fine folding chairs and were very comfortable. The chairs provided were those metal folding chairs that reminded me of church. Ours were better.
Outside were some food trucks. We managed some fresh deep fried pork skins. They were the Styrofoam variety, but these were really tastier than those in supermarket bags.
I wanted some pretzel bits but I restained myself.
This seemed an odd vendor a bluegrass festival, but I saw some folks wearing them in the audience.
Outside was a display of a few antique tractors on the way to another showing somewhere.
Also, on the way in there was an antique car show that buddy Chuck would have loved. A guy had a small stand set up and played popular songs from the era of some of the cars. We just glanced and walked by.
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