I am officially a week behind in the "what's happenin'" department (again). Ah, well, I'm actually pretty pleased overall that I've been keeping fairly up to date on our adventures this summer!!
Anyway, last Saturday, we went to the National Folk Festival. This is the third of three years that it has been in Butte, MT before moving on next year (to where, I don't know; that info does not appear to be on their website).
We left after lunch, and after finally finding parking, our first stop was: funnel cake!! (we have our priorities) Then we moved over to watch Michael Cleveland and Flamekeeper. They are a bluegrass band and the band's namesake is an am-azing fiddler. Seriously. We loved the music and I will definitely adding this to my music collection.
We had hoped to catch an Irish band after that, but some threatening looking clouds and the wind suddenly whipping about sent us back to the car for awhile where we waited out a storm that had some rain, but was not nearly so serious as it had looked like it was going to be. Oh well. We were back at the festival to see some musicians performing music of South India. While interesting, I wasn't loving it, so we headed down the block to another stage where we watched the Delta blues band Super Chikan and the Fighting Cocks. I'm glad we made the move; they were a lot of fun to watch.
The last performance we saw before heading home was one of the main reasons I wanted to go to the festival in the first place. A group of Crow performed traditional Native American dance and song. A woman narrated each piece and explained the different elements of the clothing they were wearing as well as some background on the dances. The youngest performer was only 4 years old and the eldest was in her 80s!
After arriving home way too late due to the tire-blowing-out-on-the-highway incident, we picked up some Chinese food and called it a night. Phew!