It was a balmy evening in New Orleans. It had just rained. The streets seemed to perpetually steam in that city, the smell of salt and jasmine (aka the bayou perfume) rising up and beyond the iron-wrought juliette balconies and pastel parlors. From my perch on the second floor balcony of a Latino-Carribbean restaurant, I could…
Hallo again friends! Sending you some magical vibes and sunshine on this wistful grey Sunday.
And it went off smashingly on Saturday night!
Larkspur (my band) opened and our good friends Lobo Marino headlined. We’re ethereal trance-folk. Lobo is punk-folk with a world influence. And we had a new DJ come in who spun some indie dance music. We had mask making, face painting, dranks, and some volunteers made vegan coconut chai, wild birch chaga tea and chocolate avocado truffles!!!
YEAH IT WAS DREAMY.
We also had Appalachian Voices come out, and they got 10% of the door (woo!).
It’s so amazing to witness the community in Charlottesville show up and get down and dance so freely and zealously. It’s definitely a rare thing, having a crew that’s wild and loyal and open-hearted like this. And who’ll dress up in everything from full length period gowns to barely-there woodland fairy costumes outfitted with LED lights.
ANYWAY I’m dead tired today because I was up until three last night catching up with some of the artists, who I haven’t seen in a long time. I’m trying to get my butt in gear to get the house clean and sparkly so the rest of the week can float along gracefully.
But I might just make more tahini cardamom teff porridge as a snack then read and do some yoga and call it a day.