|me and my Laker guys|
A few weeks ago, I got my Groupon and picked up a ticket to the annual Mountain Jam music fest down in Hunter, N.Y. I've heard tales about the good times to be had - music until all hours, camping, rain as soon as Franti hit the stage...it sounded epic and I wanted in, especially since some of my best friends were also going to attend. After a morning playing Soccer Mom and my first recreational bike ride of the year (so lame, I know), I jumped into my wagon and headed south, taking the scenic route, of course.
|so that's where Santa hangs in the off season|
|a beautiful June evening|
|this looked fun until the person lost a shoe...bummer|
|barefoot as usual, Franti|
So, the was music great - Michael Franti put on his trademark upbeat, yet politically aware, show - and it didn't even rain. He had the hillside audience on their feet the entire set and he created a positive vibe that, for me, contrasted strongly with the next performers, Government Mule. I've seen Govt Mule before and enjoyed them, but on Saturday I was feeling pretty buoyant and they kind of dragged me down a bit with their weightiness. I just wasn't feeling it and I had an hour drive to contend with, solo. I bid farewell to my friends (see you at Treetops to Rooftops!) and headed north. Satiated by the music, the excellent chicken pita wrap, and a few hours with my besties.