|Orton going solo on Sunday. Copyright Julie Markowitz|
Number four: It's in his name. You, at first, suspect it has to do with something else, someone else, maybe someone has given him a false nickname. But no, it is quite appropriate, and it sticks like glue.
|And on Sunday, his mouth rests. For a minute. Copyright J Markowitz|
Number three: We don't have a picture of this for you, because it makes for an awful picture, but Jim James' set... well. We adore his new album, and he played through quite a bit of it, for as long as we were watching. Still, something about a grown man, in a suit, dancing awkwardly with some black kerchief on his head... well, here he is minus kerchief:
|Jim James, you handsome devil, you. Copyright J Markowitz.|
Number two: Deer Tick frontman John McCauley had a phenomenal set on Friday. Acoustic, out of his normal element: absolutely stunning. He played favorites, he played some Ellington, even played Margaritaville with his moms! All of this and more, except about the fourth song into the set - snap! - SH#T. We suspect it was one of those moments of drinker's clarity he must've had when he realized he didn't bring an extra string - or guitar, for that matter - and that he would have to chug along until someone rectified the situation. Like five songs later. Here's the chap tuning up on stage.
|"I helped plan the festival, but can't plan to bring a few strings." Real quote. Copyright Lauren Burke|
And number one, definitely the top dog here.
|They're having just too much fun. Too much. Copyright J Markowitz|
This is the audience on the Lone Bellow.
|WOOOOOO! Copyright J Markowitz|
|LISTEN! Does anyone have deodorant? Copyright J Markowitz|
We can't say it was the best year of the Folk Fest, we definitely can't say that. But was it worth our money? Certainly. This year was more a year of discovering new acts; and while all of them weren't great acts, we came away exhausted and pleased. Here's to a great Folk Fest, and we're going to dump some photos on you tomorrow. Hope you enjoy!