The 33rd Alaskan Folk Fest

That would be the reason why my string of blogging every weekend was broken. That and the fact that I didn't work at Perseverance last weekend. But those two reasons went hand in hand.
I had such an amazing time at this folk fest, it was just fantastic. It's also so hard to describe. The general cheery attitude of the town, the jamming of musicians all over, and the never ending party in the alaskan hotel are three things that made me happy. I took as full advantage of it as I could, since I had to work some night shifts during the fest. I listened on the radio, (another fantastic element of the dealie is that you can hear it anywhere on the internet radio, which my parents on the east coast were happy to do, and my homesick friend in new zealand was able to do last year)
I went to the dances, and worked the mutha out! That is such a good venue to get your dance on, and boy did I get my dance on... but good. And I went to the hotel every night, with varying results. hahah. No, I kid- every single night I enjoyed the hell out of myself. It was truly truly truly one of the best couple of days in my life, even though I racked up a vicious sleep debt to enjoy it. I went home from the hotel a sample of three days, at 7am, 11am, and 6:30am. And the band kepta rolling all night long. What I feed off of in those beautiful old halls, beyond cheap watery beer and grabbing cute anonymous bluegrass bum, is the absolute passion of the musicians, who just keep on jamming in corners, in bedrooms, on sidewalks, on rooftop, until their fingers are literally bleeding, their backs aching, and they need a nap before they can do it all again the next day. Which they will, in the morning, get a bloody mary for breakfast, maybe go snowboarding during the day, and then do it once more with as much enthusiasm. And I love that. I love how joyously they do it, and what a good time there is to be had. Thus far the only way I've particpated in the scene with such fervor, is as a dancer, which I will surely keep doing, but do I now take part in a new way? Read to the next post and find out!

*Additional observation before the next post: There did seem to be a greater number of "fans" than musicians this year- which is the first time I have ever witnessed that... it wasn't necesarily bad, just different...
*2nd additional observation: There is no real reason for breaking this post into two, other than I felt like it.