Sunday manages to start off with a complete disaster. I manage to accidently overwrite the majority of Saturday mornings photographs. Goodbye Mindy Smith, goodbye Susana Seivane, goodbye Brian McNeill Session and most guttingly of all goodbye Old Crow Medicine Show outside of the Mojo Tent.
I'm sure that
there are software packages outthere that will allow me to recover them, but for
the time being they're gone and I miss them already, A
My tale of woe
makes me tempted to miss breakfast, but mine host points out that's only going
to make a bad situation worse. He cooks up an excellent breakfast with some of
the best bacon I've had in ages and I start to perk up. I head off to the site
with a heavy heart, but know another day at
There's a fiddle and guitar workshop going on in the Club Tent and a circus type thing going in the Radio Two Stage. My views on jugglers at festivals is well documented so this is one I am definitely going to miss.
One thing that
it is difficult to avoid on Sunday at
It's a slightly
Karine is an enormous vocal talent, clear, mellow with a slight Scottish lilt to round out the full flavour. She's joined on stage by another guitarist and a double bass player.
Once again it's
a good piece of s
I admit there are times when this washed over the top of me, but it was never long before the quality of the voice drew me back in.
It's upping the tempo time next with Session A9. It's a major contrast, ethereal voice replaced by strong instrumentals. It's still a bit early, but they manage to get a few people up on their feet.
It's said that Session A9 feature the cream of Scottish fiddle players, Blazing Fiddles for one may disagree, either way it's getting the crowd going, shaking the remaining torpor out of the day.
Whilst the band
is driven by fiddle itís not at the expense of the overall instrumentation. Drum
and guitar add depth and breadth to the sound. It was like bow ballet. Sometimes
the fiddles opposed ea
Everyone got the