My dad was awfully close to buying Vuelta, but Richard wasn't selling any CDs, so that didn't work out. I'm currently saving my pennies for Abigail Washburn's Song of the Travelling Daughter, or I'd rush out and look for a copy right away.
Hee, yes, the Kennedys always have been crazy hippies (and it's awfully nice to have someone on the f-list who gets my folk music references, for once!), but it seemed to me that they didn't seem to take it quite so seriously in years past. (And by "years past" I mean, like, four or five years ago, but, you know.) I mean, we're used to the more, er, interesting lyrics about "poet fish" and "gospel horses", but this time around it was like every other song was wrapped around some kind of New Age philosophy that we (parents & I, not a haughty royal we, I promise! :D) don't really agree with, and it was a bit uncomfortable. They were getting really proselytising-y, and I don't even like it when Christian musicians do that. But, egad, I forgot to write about their amazing version of "Matty Groves" with the electric sitar! (I want to say "Fairport Convention cover of Matty Groves", because they obviously drew from that arrangement.)
Perhaps I've just grown accustomed to being stopped at these festivals by random women who somehow feel a deep kinship with me (because of my...Threadless t-shirt...) that somehow connects to some profoundly communal spiritual awakening that they had once.
*snort* I haven't had anything quite like that, but last week this one fellow and I were talking about festivals we'd been to, and suddenly, with no precedent, he started telling me all about how he and his girlfriend had recently parted ways, and how sad he was, and -- wow, that was awkward. I tried to look very, very sympathetic, and ran the first chance I got. Something about these festivals opens people up, I suppose...?
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Date: 2007-09-21 02:51 am (UTC)Hee, yes, the Kennedys always have been crazy hippies (and it's awfully nice to have someone on the f-list who gets my folk music references, for once!), but it seemed to me that they didn't seem to take it quite so seriously in years past. (And by "years past" I mean, like, four or five years ago, but, you know.) I mean, we're used to the more, er, interesting lyrics about "poet fish" and "gospel horses", but this time around it was like every other song was wrapped around some kind of New Age philosophy that we (parents & I, not a haughty royal we, I promise! :D) don't really agree with, and it was a bit uncomfortable. They were getting really proselytising-y, and I don't even like it when Christian musicians do that. But, egad, I forgot to write about their amazing version of "Matty Groves" with the electric sitar! (I want to say "Fairport Convention cover of Matty Groves", because they obviously drew from that arrangement.)
Perhaps I've just grown accustomed to being stopped at these festivals by random women who somehow feel a deep kinship with me (because of my...Threadless t-shirt...) that somehow connects to some profoundly communal spiritual awakening that they had once.
*snort* I haven't had anything quite like that, but last week this one fellow and I were talking about festivals we'd been to, and suddenly, with no precedent, he started telling me all about how he and his girlfriend had recently parted ways, and how sad he was, and -- wow, that was awkward. I tried to look very, very sympathetic, and ran the first chance I got. Something about these festivals opens people up, I suppose...?