Bumbershoot 2008 Day Two
First show of the day for me was Kathleen Edwards.
Kathleen told a story about how she always visits her favorite wine shop in the Pike Place Market while she’s in Seattle. And, if I heard her story right, that’s where she learned that no douche bags attend her show (something from The Stranger writeup).
After Edwards’ quiet set, I listened to Howlin’ Rain perform some very electric, seventies sounding rock.
Wandering around the fountain lawn, I caught the end of a performance by acornDance.
There were a lot of people at Bumbershoot on Saturday, and that’s my excuse for some of the following pictures being a bit on the blurry side. To get good photos with a Sony Cyber-Shot, you’ve got to get pretty close. There were too many people to squeeze past, so most shots are from far away. Anyway, I listened to a few songs by Brazilian band Forro in the Dark that I liked very much. (No good photos though.) After them, I watched a really great funk band from L.A. called Orgone.
A quick walk through the arts area. This is Drawing Jam.
Jakob Dylan drew a huge crowd at the Mural Amphitheatre. I did make into the beer garden there, and this is the best shot I could get.
With the hat and the “soft focus” he looks a lot like his dad did in the seventies. That said, Jakob can hold his own. It was a great set that mainly featured tracks from his latest album Seeing Things.
Following Jakob Dylan was difficult decision: Sons and Daughters at the Broad Street stage, or Black Keys at the Main Stage? I did both.
I was able to get close enough to this stage to see that Adele Bethel was wearing her Patti Smith shirt.
After a few songs I snaked my way into the stadium to catch the last half of Black Keys -from way far away.
Next on the agenda was Lee Scratch Perry. He likes the weed, so there was lots of dope smokin’ goin’ on in the crowd.
I hate it when other people say this, but now I am going to say it. “All his songs sounded the same.” From there, it was off to hear a little Tapes ‘n Tapes to close the evening.
