This year was the best ever as far as I'm concerned -- beautiful sky with the sun sparkling on the marina. The mudcatters and the locals had become one community. There were wonderful newcomers caught up in the excitement of discovering kindred songs and souls. I never felt more at home and more supported as a singer and as a person. Some highliughts: Amiel Schotz's storytelling, the chants and worksongs by Barry Finn and Ken Schatz, John Roberts' ability to be brilliant and joyful, Janie's Katrina song, Coleen Cleveland's growing repertoire, Penny Anderson's style, and a fellow named "Will" who was lured to the festival by Lucy Goldberg who met him while traveling here by train. I reunited with old friends and had the pleasure of meeting an internet penpal hot off the Omaha rez. The music went on and on -- I don't think I fell asleep before three AM any night. If I hadn't been scraped off the chair and carried home I'd still be there, singing to the memories.
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