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Green River Festival 2012, Part 2. July 24, 2012

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The music at the GRF just kept going, with three stages crankin’ it out the whole time.  I ran like a mad fool to cover it all, but largely settled on the main stage performers to put these posts together.

After Lake Street Drive had mopped the lawn with us, JD McPherson had the unenviable job of getting us all back down to earth, then launching us back into the stratosphere.

Which he did, with passion and conviction, and we loved it:

He was accompanied by a wild bassist who slapped the piss out of his tool and really made the act special:

Cool to the Nth Degree:

Nice stuff.  If you see the name at a local venue, GO.  That is all.

Up stage, Charles Bradley and his Extraordinaires changed the pace,  lending a Funkin’ Soul vibe which sat precipitously near the edge of the pseudo-eclectic palettes of the hill-towners who made up the bulk of the audience:

He totally nailed what he was here to hammer, and if the post of Hardest Working Man In Show Business is open (and it currently is,) Mr Bradley has my vote.  Dance moves, mic-tricks and a deeply passionate delivery bowled me and a lot of other folks over:

It was obvious that he’d had a big bowl of James Brown for breakfast, and we appreciated that, but it was a big stretch from the banjo and mandolin meat and potatoes which have traditionally adorned our Green River table.  Perhaps a gig at The Calvin would deliver an audience which had come for just that, and they wouldn’t have to switch gears to be on his page.

Charles Bradley deserves that, and I’m going to lobby for it.

A bit later, The Sweetback Sisters wowed the crowd with a more locally bred mix of electric and acoustic guitar and fiddle:

They kicked butt, with a set of blazing instrumentals and knee-weakening vocal harmonies:

I caught a number of excellent acts on the camera which I’m going to gloss over; sorry, folks, you were all excellent, but time is money (or, in my case, sleep) and you’ll have to come back to get your 15 minutes.

Far above the level of neglectable, however, was the Rebirth Brass Band, a NOLA  outfit with creds that would choke this post.  Suffice it to say that they’re widely recognized as being at the top of the Brass Band parade, and did themselves proud in our humble venue:

Outside the tent, the festival undulated onward, with a beautiful woman flowing her hoop in a heart-stopping, slow-motion vision:

Really, this was mesmerizing, like watching water flow.

And on the little slope above the lower stage, a chubby puppy rolled down through the crisping grass with glee:

It was a warm and fuzzy afternoon, but the evening was about to get hotter…

Los Lobos took the main stage, and blew the doors off the half-their-age acts which had wowed us up to this point:

The band was cooking, and put a big check-mark in the Dust-Farters’ column.  Kids, DON’T try this ’till you hit 50, or you might hurt yourselves!

Guitar player Cesar Rosas owned the day, nonchalantly laying down riffs which would have given a younger man a hernia:

Sax and keyboard player Steve Berlin played the field of his many talents:

…and leading the way, frontman/guitarist and vocalist extraordinaire David Hidalgo schooled the world in How It’s Done when you’ve done it for decades.  Here he cranks out Kiko and the Lavender Moon,  perhaps the most magically soulful song to reach the broader masses in decades:

The rest of the band was spectacular in their contributions, and I’m passing them by at my moral peril.  Every one of them was excellent beyond measure.

But I’m NOT moving on without offering kudos to their drummer, who closed the set with one of the most amazing drum solos I’ve seen in four decades of paying attention:

I was knocked down on my knees.  Thank you, gentlemen.

The night ended with a Guthrie Family Reunion, on the precise 100th anniversary of Woody Guthrie’s birth.

It’s hard to quantify what Woody Guthrie means to America.  His take on the world was so clear-eyed, his words so incisive, that he might never be equaled as an observer of What America Is.

And his son Arlo gets that.  He’s the living incarnation of hid Dad’s legacy, as well as being an artist in his own right, who deserves to be viewed not in the shadow of his father, but in the light of his own creative muses.

Arlo Guthrie, closing the show on Saturday night:

I’m embarrassed to admit that I didn’t stay for all of Arlo’s set; I needed to get out of the traffic and into bed in order to be back at this venue before 5am.

But that’s another post.

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1. gbizmobile - July 24, 2012

Your writing and photo’s are FANTASTIC! who are you?

2. littlebangtheory - July 24, 2012

Thanks for the kind appraisal of my work, Becky.

I’m Ralph, the photographer you weren’t able to give a press pass to.

Stay tuned, I have at least two more posts’ worth of GRF photos which will be going up over the next few days; after that I’ll be flat out for the weekend, covering Yankee Doodle Days for the Independent, and a jumping event at Biscuit Hill Farm for the participants.

You can also see more of my work at the Bridgeside Grille in Sunderland (a nice place to catch lunch, and not far from your office,) or at a show I’ll be doing at the South Deerfield office of Greenfield Savings Bank (the opening is Aug. 18, if you’re interested.)

Again, thanks for your appreciation, and come back for the rest of the Festival pics! 🙂

3. susancrow - July 24, 2012

I’m not sure which group of pictures I love more – these fantastic shots of the performers or your totally over the top balloon series. Both sets are marvelous and I am smiling ear to ear after seeing Los Lobos (one of our all time favorite bands) and the sweet picture of Arlo who is still playing all these years later.

I’m glad to see you’re showing your amazing photographs to a wider audience. I’ve never known a photographer more deserving of artistic success.

4. littlebangtheory - July 24, 2012

Susan, thanks once again for your kind and encouraging words. I’m delighted that I’ve made you smile! 🙂 🙂 🙂

And yes, I’m working like a dog to get my stuff out there, at a time when my business adviser is seeing many photographers getting out of the business. And it’s starting to work – I’m actually selling pieces, so it’s no longer just an expense without a return.

I owe any success I have to you and others who have been so encouraging over the years I’ve been blogging (Cuz, Paul, and so many others,) and certainly wouldn’t be making this stand without you.


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