Music Festivals: A Family Tradition
Last week I met up with my friend Kimber Ludiker, fiddle player for the amazing and inspiring (and coincidentally all-girl allstar) band, Della Mae, and played an opening set before their show out in the Spokane Valley. The evening turned into a mini festival, with lots of music, passels of kids running around, and a full moonrise over the mountains. Summer night air, high lonesome singing, hot picking...these are the sights and sounds of some of my fondest childhood memories. My darling friend Brittany Roberson showed up with her camera and captured some of the fun.
See, there's Kimber. She's rad. Seriously, I'm not just saying that because I like her. She's a total badass. I mean, both her parents are national fiddling champions themselves, so I guess it makes sense that she's a 2-time national fiddle champion and lives and breathes fiddle magic.
That's my mom's guitar strap, by the way.
There's Caleb and Waylon watching and listening...
And this right here is really what festivals are all about. Throwing as much food and drink at the kids as possible and then turning them loose to run and play so as to keep them out as far past their bedtimes as possible.
Here is my lovely Violet, with my lovely photographer friend Brittany.
This Saturday I'm playing at the Blue Waters Bluegrass Festival, so we'll have a chance to do it all over again.
Oh and I'll have my brand new CD for sale. You should come. Bring your kids and listen to some music and make some memories!