A shot Michael took of his picnic table

hey folks. Not much here, well, lots of music this weekend. Cousin Andy's with Greg Klyma was a hoot last night. He is a mix of silly and cool. Pat and Rod Capps were there for special guest, and they were great too. Pat plays an amazing Gibson Jumbo and she has great moves: rough 'n tumble as her beau is beautiful and dreamy, and tall, with big brown eyes and an easy smile. What an unlikely pair, until you see them play together: she is so strong, outspoken, and he adores her. They play beautifully together.

Today I am going to the Vulture Fest, the semi-annual gathering of a tribe I call the Makanda Natives. This tribe consists of music lovers, artisans, educated folk, hicks and drunks, all shook up together for two days. In the spring there is the Springfest, which is really just another of the same, and a great excuse to party.

I am not partying much these days. I will go today, play a bunch of music, maybe even on stage if somebody doesn't show up for the garden stage, which is booked in one hour slots all day for two days. I've learned that if I take my guitar, they might need me... Otherwise I cruise the boardwalk and the stalls and pretend I am in Kerrville: a wandering troubador. Lots of fun!

Unfortunately, Danny Dollinger, the amazing Danny Dollinger, is having a CD release concert at the RedBud Hill House Concert Series in Murphysboro. So I will head over there about six pm to play music with Danny, Randy et al until the show, then drag my sorry but home, to get up tomorrow, back to Makanda, then out to dinner with Ayla and Michael, before we all go to see the very famous Danny O'Keefe, again at the RedBud Hill House in M'boro.