‘lil more blog love

The day continues to be pretty amazing. There is a spirit of compartiotism and togetherness that I have never expereinced at a music festival before. Perhaps it’s that the bluegrass tradition is one where just about everyone covers each other material. Much like Jazz or Classical, the creation of interpretation of existing material is as important as the creation of new works. Artists are constantly making guest appearances or recommending other shows to go see. I even got to hear Dan Tyminski perform Man of Constant Sorrow. Dan, of Alison Krauss and Union Station, provided George Clooney’s singin’ voice in Oh Brother, Where Art Thou?.

Also apple slices covered in caramel and nut bits are super yummy. I love festival food (especially when it’s relativly fairly priced).

Cool Beans and Bluegrass

This is going to be short. I’m currently blogging from an internet terminal at the Merle Watson Memorial Bluegrass Feastival in North Carolina. So far it’s been great. The temp isn’t too hot and the music is great. I’ve already heard a great band called Pinmonkey. They managed to pull off Sugar Ray with a bluegrass flair. It was so wrong and yet so right.

Of course it’s also been a usual trip in that it only took us about 10 minutes after arriving for me to get separated from my brothers (no wonder my mother used to keep me on a leash… seriously). I did find them and now we’re off to Mando Mania: an hour plus of mandolin music. Alison Kraus and Union Station are the headliners tonight. In between there’ll be some BBQ goodness as well.

your loss

Blogger just lost my post. Grr… Sorry about that folks. Tune in another day for it. Bleh.

back in the swing of things…. sorta

Last nigth was my first Martial Arts class in three weeks. All and all I didn’t do too bad. The break let me develop a different persective on what we’re doing. Which was good. However, it took longer than I would like to react to certain things. In part, I’m still pretty tired. But more so it’s because I didn’t practice enough in my off time and so my limbs weren’t reacting at the speed I needed them too. Darn this getting old stuff!

I’m still working on a postmortem posting for the play. Each time I try to write it, I find myself not knowing where to begin. I guess that’s because I have not gained enough distance to give me perspective. It’s funny how that goes.

it’s a beautiful day

Well, I’m slowly recovering. Last night I spent a lot of time cleaning my apartment (I can see the floor again… woo hoo). I’ve already had two meetings about the next play (I can’t believe that it’s starting already), thankfully I’m not directing this one. And I’m getting ready for two weekends out of Rochester. This weekend, I’ll be traveling to scenic NJ, to meet up with Heather and other old friends and go to Mideavel Times. Then next weekend I’m off to North Carolina to hook up with my brothers Glenn and Paul and take in a Bluegrass Festival!

In the meantime the weather has been absolutely gorgeous here in Rochester. Yesterday we celebrate it by having lunch outside. Kodak Tower is located right by the Genese River and a local waterfall called “High Falls” (which while it’s high, it’s no where near as high as Niagara Falls, though it was high enough for Sam Patch [there’s another blog topic right there]). Here are a couple shots:

I’m happy to say that everyone stayed on the right side of the rails. Everyone, except a poor doomed orange.

finding my way back to the ordinary world

The play closed yesterday after three great performances. Sunday’s was by far the strongest. I have a lot of thoughts about everything. But before I can write them I need to get some distance and stabilize my life. So the next couple days will be for me to transition back to “normal” world.

On the plus side I’ll be blogging on a much more regular basis. And sleeping a bit more as well.