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Thanks Jerry!

Thanks Jerry!

I must immediately say THANK YOU GATHERING OF THE VIBES!!!  WHAT A GREAT, WONDERFUL, CLEAN, HAPPY MUSIC FESTIVAL!!!!  I don’t even know where to begin this weekend.  So much happened!

My lil VibeTribe

My lil VibeTribe

It was a weekend of firsts for sure!  I would be camping for the first time this year and we were taking the train with all our gear from Manhattan.  HAHA!! I was stoked to see how we would make that happen.  I was co-chaperoning a 15 year old rager this weekend so now I was responsible for another life other then my own for the first time.  This was my first time with a VIP ticket and being able to utilize VIP amenities at a festival.  First time seeing numerous bands like Primus and The Rhythm Devils…and so much more.

This was, however, my SECOND Gathering of the Vibes. My first one was a little bit of a train wreck.  This go-round, it was heaven on earth and down as one of my top five festival experiences.

The people who we spend these magical weekends with are called our Tribe and effect our experiences considerably.  I got off work around 5pm Thursday afternoon and immediately met up with my mini-Vibe Tribe at the 125th street Metro Station to catch the train to Seaside Park, Bridgeport, Ct..

The Lead Heads w/ Issac on the right :)

The Lead Heads w/ Issac on the right!

Let me tell you a little something about our teenage charge for the weekend.  Issac Slone.  One of the most smart, well-mannered, self-aware, gorgeous young human beings you will ever meet.  From a musical standpoint, he is the bass player for The Lead Heads, the Nation’s only teen-age Grateful  Dead cover band.  And they are no joke.  Issac also writes his own blog and I will be sure to post his GOTV  entries once they are posted……

(Check out The Lead Heads show this weekend @ B.B. Kings on Sunday, August 8, 2010 ~ JERRY GARCIA MEMORIAL TRIBUTE SHOW Featuring: REFLECTIONS – Celebrating and Jamming the music of the Grateful Dead  and  Jerry Garcia)

Ready for Full rage!

Ready for Full rage!

I would be chaperoning our little rager with my favorite person on  earth, Jay.  The dear man had carted all the gear to the station by  himself.  God Bless him.  I smiled as I saw Issac’s mother had come to see him off .  I immediately felt an immense warmth and sense of maternal instinct kick in.  I was not one to babysit when I was a kid, never one to seek children out.  I was always the person who said they would adopt or just not have children.

Wook stop!

Wook stop!

Recently, in the past year that has all changed.  This was going to create an entirely different festival going experience for me.  I was looking forward to finding that balance between raging and responsibility.  I knew I would take the best care of her precious treasure.  I would kill for that kid. And at the end of the day, Issac is possibly more mature and grown up at 15 then some of my friends in their 40’s.  He’s simply a pure ray of wholesome sunshine.

Shuttle to Vibes

Shuttle to Vibes

With two tents, bedding, bags and chairs, we did remarkable lugging the gear around.  It’s also nice Jay is 6’2 and strong.  Upon arriving in Bridgeport, we joined some wooks who were waiting for the shuttle bus and as we boarded it, we all got giddy.  Everyone was fully charged.  Issac’s excitement only fueled my own.   I spent the 10 minute shuttle ride thinking back on my first music festival and how excited I was.

The Festival Grounds @ Seaside Park, Bridgeport, Ct.

The Festival Grounds @ Seaside Park, Bridgeport, Ct. (Similar Set up this year)

Welcome To VIBES!

Welcome To VIBES!

The festival was held on the University of Bridgeport‘s campus grounds.  It was lovely but terribly run down with dilapidated buildings and trash that the earth had eaten over time of neglect.  From the drop off point, we took a fun little ride on a golf cart through the camp grounds and past the stage to the VIP check-in.  You can hear New Rider’s of the Purple Sage playing in the background as we pass the stage in the video below.

Pretty Lamanant!

Pretty Lamanant!

VIP.  Another first for me and absolutely worth every  penny.  One barely needs to spend a penny outside the ticket price.   I  will go into the amenities as they arise along our path but in the mean  time The Vibes 2010 VIP Pass  Includes:

•VIP Entrance
• VIP Camping Area conveniently located near the concert field
• Admittance to the park on Thursday, July 29th at no extra charge
• Hospitality Tent with plenty of room to spread out, relax and chill
• Your choice of water, soda, juices and snacks throughout the weekend
• Catered lunch on Friday and Saturday, with brunch served on Sunday
• VIP bathroom facilities and showers
• Commemorative 15th Annual Gathering of the Vibes Laminate
• Gathering of the Vibes 2010 Event Poster
• Gathering of the Vibes 2010 Event T-Shirt

VIP Check-in

VIP Check-in

Settin' up camp...

Settin' up camp...

First thing we did was establish our camp.  I am a Virginian tomboy who spent her summer youth in the mountains camping, spelunking, climbing, and hiking among other things.  Then I moved to The Blue Ridge Mountains for college for 6 years.   I may be a spoiled city girl now but I know how to get dirty, boi!!  So, here I was with two New Yorkers from the Upper West/East who live in door man buildings and have relied on a superintendent when things needed fixing.  Needless to say, it was amusing to say the least.  Inside my head, I was dying hysterical.  It was at this point we made friends with all our neighbors as many got involved when our “Hit-a-button-and-it’s-magically-a-tent” tent didn’t work.  Whole damn thing was smack-you-in-the-head fantastic.  I will just hope that Issac writes about his experience putting up the  tents in his blog and you can read it there! It was hilarious and fun and in the end  we all helped to get the two tents up in time for Dark Star Orchestra (DSO)  to begin.

Dark Star Orchestra @ GOTV 2010

Dark Star Orchestra @ GOTV 2010

DARK STAR ORCHESTRA

Rob Barraco- keyboards, vocals
Rob Eaton – rhythm guitar, vocals
Dino  English – drums, percussion
Rob Koritz – drums, percussion
Lisa  Mackey – vocals
Jeff Mattson – lead guitar, vocals
Kevin Rosen –  bass, vocals

Oh man, Oh man!!  Right off the bat the music started with a fury.  I have skipped over seeing DSO at every festival this year and I got smacked dead in the face by them tonight.  They were on fire.

Celebrating Jerry Garcia’s Birthday week, I actually didn’t want to see anything but Dark Star at that moment.  This week was all about Jerry and his music, his legacy.  The thing I love about Dark Star, aside from my personal favorite Fake Jerry: Jeff Mattson, is how they present their shows.  Picking a Grateful Dead show from their many decades of touring, DSO recreates the show song for song.  They bring their own vibe, interpretation and sound to the sets and it’s truly the greatest cover band of all time IMO.

Dark Star Orchestra @ GOTV 2010

Dark Star Orchestra @ GOTV 2010

We made it to the field while Candyman was playing.  Issac was hungry so we grubbed down some fries and pancakes.  Dinner of festival champions.  And the fries were miracled, haha.  After the food, we made our way over to the Karma Wash to establish our base-camp for the rest of the weekend.  The Karma Wash crew were our close friends and this was always our spot to meet between sets with whoever wanted to find us.  Having Issac this weekend made this an even more crucial location then normal.

Full Moon 4 DSO!

Full Moon 4 DSO!

A really special thing happened during this set, during this time of setting up at the Karma Wash.  First, a little back story….

During Mountain Jam, a lost soul had made his way to the Karma Wash and had been touched in a positive way through the entire vibe of the set up.  He thought I was the one who “washed him” and finding me through facebook, we became friends.  Over time I noticed that his status’s were dark, deeply sad and made me straight up nervous for his safety.  Not really knowing him or what he was going through, I reached out to him anyway.

Dark Star Orchestra @ GOTV 2010

Dark Star Orchestra @ GOTV 2010

We began communication and over time I learned that he was suicidal, hurt, lonely, broken…all for the same reasons I had been in 2009.  I knew all too well how he felt and I just hoped he would see light.  Through our communications, I shared things with him I wouldn’t share with anyone and he thanked me for helping him see hope when even those closest to him were not able to reach him.  We casually spoke about meeting up at Gathering of the Vibes but I didn’t know if I would really see him.  And, so now, here we were.

Walking right up to the Karma Wash, I sw a few familiar faces and hugged it out and right off the bat, this person turns around and there was his face.  Smiling SO bright.  I wanted to cry but I kept it together.  I was so happy to see him standing there…SMILING!!!  There were no words, we just walked directly into each other’s arms and hugged for a long time.  It was awkward and wonderful at the same time.  How does one react in these moments?  This entire fantasy world was surrounding me and here was this super intense, real moment…at least for me.  There are no words for these kinds of moments.  Later, he would tell me that “Your hug released my soul.”  What a way to start off a weekend fueled by the power of music and kindness.  You can’t make this stuff up…nor can you do it justice in words…not when emotion is such a huge player in the equation.

Dark Star Orchestra @ GOTV 2010

Dark Star Orchestra @ GOTV 2010

DSO really got the festival started off right.  The dance party was bouncing and I knew it would seamlessly roll right into Big Sam’s arms, ready to RAGE late night…

Set One:   Mississippi Half-Step Uptown Toodeloo > Franklin’s Tower > New  Minglewood Blues, Candyman,Me And My Uncle > Mexicali Blues,  Althea, Man Smart (Woman Smarter, Ramble On Rose, Let It Grow >  Deal

Set Two: Shakedown Street > Samson And Delilah, Never Trust A Woman, Estimated Prophet > He’s Gone > Drums > Space > Throwing  Stones > Goin’ Down The Road Feeling Bad > The Wheel > The  Other One > Wharf Rat > Good Lovin’

Encore: Don’t Ease Me In

Big Sam's Funky Nation @ GOTV 2010

Big Sam's Funky Nation @ GOTV 2010

Big Sam’s Funky Nation

Danny Abel – Guitar
Eric Vogel – Bass
Drummer Boy Milk  Williams – Drums
Da Phessah Drew Baham – Vocal/Trumpet

BSFN @ GOTV 2010

BSFN @ GOTV 2010

Big Sam…The King of the Party!  This performance was our underlying reason to coming to Vibes Thursday night instead of Friday.  I had told Jay about BSFN a while ago and prepared him for total late night domination by way of some contemporary, funky-ass, bass-filled, horn rage. Having seen Big Sam earlier in the year, I expected the same assortment of choices in set list and was eagerly awaiting to break my legs dancing.

Big Sam's Funky Nation @ GOTV 2010

Big Sam's Funky Nation @ GOTV 2010

Milk Williams @ GOTV 2010

Milk Williams @ GOTV 2010

Formerly the trombonist for the  Dirty Dozen Brass Band, Big Sam Williams, put on an indisputably raging dance party and I dare anyone to tell me they didn’t move during this performance.   This New Orleans-based group is modern funk at it’s best combining today’s popular pop songs with an MC attitude and some nasty NOLA swagger.  If you need more reason to go see them, in 2009, BSFN was awarded Best Funk Group  at the Big Easy Music Awards.  Look! An award…ohhh…ahhhh.  Just go see them.

Danny Abel is one HELL of a guitar player, bringing a sense of rock to the group, shredding his guitar in between Big Sam and Baham‘s horn heavy funk plays.  And Eric Vogel on bass is sharp and bumpy, standing out on his own throughout many of the songs during his solos.  A few songs in particular had me transfixed on him completely.  At times, the horns would leave the stage and allow the other three to jam out.  Drummer Boy Milk  Williams raging a vibrant drum solo, flanked by the guitars.

Big Sam's Funky Nation @ GOTV 2010

Big Sam's Funky Nation @ GOTV 2010

During the encore, Big Sam reiterated the importance of “family” and then he open the flood gates:

“Normally, we just want the ladies up here.  But tonight…it’s family, right?  We are family!  So, let’s have the guys up here too.  Bring it up here.”

Bum rushin' the stage...

Bum rushin' the stage...

I was probably the first girl on stage as I was directly up front on the railing for the show anyway.  But by the time I even turned around it was full of dudes.  Now, where some women are still crazy scrambling fanatics to get to the stage, knocking people over, they are still dainty right?  Most times? Try telling a group of male ragers they should join the stage? When I turned around, after being helped on stage by security…it was as if a heard of spider monkeys were coming at me.  By the time they cut off the surge, it was almost all men.

We raged the stage for the entire song.  After the song I got off the stage and most people stayed on.  I was now alone in the pit and danced around in circles until the end of the performance in front of the stage in my own little world.

Peace out Vibes...

Peace out Vibes...

(Check  out Big Sam’s Funky Nation show this weekend on the Rocks Off Cruise Series this Wednesday, August 11,  2010)

We concluded the evening/early morning by hitting up the Casbah, a dope set up our friends had in Family camping.  I immediately collapsed down on the mats in the middle of a group of my friends.   The cuddle puddle had commenced and I was utterly raged.  You wanna know how hard tonight raged???   I passed out before almost all my friends.  That NEVER EVER happens.

Move on to Day II: Gathering of the Vibes: Friday (07.30.10)

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"You should take this plant..."

"You should take this plant..." / "Are you sure you don't want it?" / "Maybe we can pawn this off on Bujak."

Around 11am Saturday morning, I decided I could muster the energy to move.  We had raged HARD Friday.  Aaron and I showered and gathered ourselves for round two.  Ahhhhh, the shower…..how nice!!!  The place may have been Wookie Central but it had showers and a warm bed…can’t beat that!  Aaron was the greatest roommate ever and had come stocked with bagels, cream cheese, fruit and ALMONDS!!  The food at the resort was below par cafeteria quality with basically a grade school cafeteria menu to include chicken fingers, hot dogs, hamburgers/cheeseburgers and french fries all for around $5-$7 per item.   Not sure if there were any vegetarian options.  Definitely none that stood out!

After forcing down some food, I sent the word out to my boys that we were up and the pre-party was to commence.  The response texts were hysterical, groggy, misspelled and I could feel their pain throbbing in my temples!!  We  made our way to the Jacuzzie suite where it didn’t take long to get rid of our headaches and melt into the plush love seat.  My brain was finally prepared to wonder about the day’s agenda…

Radioactive @ Rock The Resort II

Radioactive @ Rock The Resort II

I was looking forward to today for many reasons, but the main one being that my love for poetry, slam or otherwise, was going to thrash the theaters.  Radioactive was my first hit that day around 12:30pm.  Having seen him battle with Adam Deitch the night before, I knew I wanted to see more.  An emcee, beatboxer, writer, painter, and b-boy, Radio plays musical instruments (but not during this set) and incorporates electronic beats with his beatbox (which he definitely did).

Radioactive @ Rock The Resort II

Radioactive @ Rock The Resort II

During the beginning of his set, he knocked out beats/sounds with his voice/throat/hands, recording them, looping and layering them on top of each other to create a base for his lyrics.  This is the kind of thing I adore watching; people who make something out of nothing.   At one point during his rap, a hip-hop dancer was raging the dance floor all alone and Radio incorporated the dancer into his lyrics.  His free-styles spoke of peace, love, compassion, that none of us are the center of anything and we are all part of something.  I sat among the other five people in the theater, yes five, wondering how many people truly felt that in their hearts.

“Do that thing where you make stuff up,” the dancer says. We all laugh.  Taking it from the curb, he battled himself, changing the tone of his voice to deep and growly vs. high and pitchy to correspond with which “side” was spitting.   It was entertaining.  After his set, I had to introduced myself.  I had truly appreciated what he had to say and loved the delivery.  I left for the next show feeling inspired, unaware that Radio, otherwise known as Woodrow, would rage the Jacuzzi suite HARD with us later on that evening!!

Sophistaphunk @ Rock The Resort II

Sophistaphunk @ Rock The Resort II

Sophistaphunk was up next.  Another band with their styles dipped in poetry, I had heard good things.  They had this lamp set up on the stage that I noticed immediately and thought brought a bit of charm to the otherwise dark stage.  I was feeling the effects from lack of sleep at this point and decided to melt into a first tier rolling chair to watch their set.  They were funky at times, rock at times, they definitely were all over the place in terms of style.  There was one song that even had me out of my chair at one point.  But then they actually lost me when it came to the freestyling’s of Jack Brown during a particular song.

Wookie's Picnic @ Rock The Resort II

Wookie's Picnic @ Rock The Resort II

Don’t get me wrong, I didn’t dislike it, but after just seeing Radioactive, it was hard not to compare.  At the same time, they were two different styles.  I really loved what Jack was saying, it just wasn’t fast enough for my taste in the moment.  Especially when they had just jammed so hard.  I am a harsh critic when it comes to this.  I have been lucky enough to judged multiple slam/poetry competitions here in Manhattan and I rely heavily on how my emotions lead me when I watch the presentation as I am listening to the lyrics.  I just wasn’t feeling his choice.  I felt my switch get turned off and knew I needed to recharge.

Rock The Resort II

Rock The Resort II

One of the negatives to having a music festivals indoors is the fact that it’s actually indoors.  The sun was beaming, people were wookin’ it out in the parking lot, laying on blankets in the grass, having picnics.  You couldn’t do any of that inside the dark, grimy theaters.  The music would have to wait.  I felt the need to join the happenings out in the parking lot!   Wookies were scattered everywhere with their heady rugs thrown about, beer in hand, dogs in tow.

Heady Wears @ Rock The Resort II

Heady Wears @ Rock The Resort II

The vendors were mainly inside but a few random mobile shops were selling their wares.  A vendor would later tell me that they felt as though there were more vendors then there were attendants.  I am pretty sure they were right.  Outside, people were lying on car hoods and drinkin’ beer out of their trunks.  Music was playing from various locations via car speaker or boombox.  Aaron and I strolled the grounds, coming across wookie picnics and passed out soldiers of rage from the night prior.  There were some gorgeous Willow trees and a large lake with various gazebos surrounding.  The place had potential to be magnificent if given a nice face lift.

Jon of the Shred @ Rock The Resort II

Jon of the Shred @ Rock The Resort II

One of the crazy things about this festival, music just popped up everywhere. No idea who they were, but a band just set up shop in the vendor section.  The vendors expressed their happiness as they had felt forgotten on their side of the building as they couldn’t hear the bands in the theaters.   I took a minute to step foot into the next room to catch another few songs by Jaden.  I’ll, say it again, it’s clear that this girl is talented.  She covered a few songs before I took off in another direction.  There were points like this were I was CRAVING good music and it could NOT be found.    I walked in on Jon of the Shred as he played Smoke on the Water.  I was immediately turned off by the name hahaha but I attempted to give him the benefit of the doubt.  This guy was a rager but it wasn’t consistent.  One song would be somewhat fluid, the next would be sloppy.  He can shred the hell out of a guitar, he can play some keys, but his attempts to do both those things and maintain the computer and keep his hair out of his face….needs more practice.  I was dying at this point.  The Jacuzzi suite was the only answer.  If I couldn’t find good music, I could always find good conversation.

Skerdio @ Rock the Resort II

Skerdio @ Rock the Resort II

Skerdio @ Rock the Resort II

Skerdio @ Rock the Resort II

Again, I had to peel myself away from that suite because it was getting to be about that time.  I could smell the coming of good music.  The sun was going down and the resort was becoming more animated.  I made my way downstairs to see if Skerdio was set to rage. They weren’t so I proceeded to dance among the wooks in the lobby to a nameless band who actually threw us a pretty good dance party.  I saw Skerik standing behind them not looking to happy.  Then he was off towards the stage door.  Then Radioactive is standing near the band, looking perplexed.  And then he is off.  I head to the theater and it is literally myself, Tony, Toast, and a couple of the New Riders in the entire room.  Mind you, the lobby is packed.  Skerik walks up and shakes his head.  he is clearly not pleased.  “Yo man, the M.E.A.T. movement has made it’s way to the East coast. We are ready for ya,” I say with a smile!  And Skerik gave a solid belly laugh as his frown was turned upside down!!  Apparently, the band in the lobby was so loud that no one could hear the Skerdio announcement over the PA and I don’t think the lobby band was meant to be playing anyway.  Seriously, at this point, the chaos is all part of the charm! But eventually Skerdio made it up on stage and another badass assault on the senses took place.

Skerdio @ Rock the Resort II

Skerdio @ Rock the Resort II

What an interesting combination. I loved it.  And as my boy Eric stated, “This is going to be one of the best sets of the weekend,” I get lost in all of it.  Radioactive to the left with his system in place, Skerik on the right with his saxophone in hand and freak switch flipped FULLY on.  His tongue was already sticking out; he was rocking back and forth.  Radio began by layering the sounds and beats he threw with his voice.  Skerik started pumping in off beat blasts in between shakin’ his head like the crazy man he is.  Radio begins free-styling.  And so it went for a few songs, with various beats, sounds and funky Skerik facial expressions.  After awhile, a guitarist joined the stage. We were thrown the name but I never caught it.    And again it went with the layering of beats, Skerik‘s funky horn and sweet guitar rifts that changed the sound over completely.  When Radio sampled the guitar player’s rift, his face lit up as he was able to play over himself.  The theater never really did fill up and at one point I heard a kid say, “You should hear the weird style of music that is going on in there.” I loved it.

Rock the Resort II

Rock the Resort II

It was back up to the 8th floor some relaxing! Who am I kidding? It was nothing but awesome-sauce rage town in that room hahaha!!!  I rode up the elevator with Radioactive yet again.  “Dude, come in and play with us!” And he did, stories flying, music playin, smiles raging.  More good friends, more good music, and more netWOOKing!!!  Then it was RUBBLEBUCKET time. Or so I thought!

Do people really take the time to review the medical staff?  I absolutely had nooooo intentions on doing that but, alas, my life can never be boring, can it?  I had skipped over seeing Rubblebucket three times in the city earlier this year because I knew I would be seeing them this weekend.  Little did I know what kind of an adventure I was in for during their set.

Wook the Resort II

Wook the Resort II

So, remember those almonds that I mentioned earlier.  At some point before the Rubblebucket set, I made my way back up to the room to reload on water and get ready for the nights events.  I grabbed about 12 almonds from the container to munch on for energy.  Something I have done my whole life.  I immediately felt weirdness in my throat.  It is about 6pm at this point, I think, and so Aaron and I grabbed some french fries from the cafeteria and I knew something is up.  My throat was closing, my eyes were closing, hives…oh man, this was happening fast.  Being highly allergic to cats, I knew I was having a reaction but man, I was hoping it was not to the almonds.  I left Aaron with the french fries to gather myself in the ladies room when I took one look in the mirror and knew I was screwed.  A lovely wookette helped me to the Medic lounge which was empty.  Shit!  Then I find the closest security guard who was immediately on the walkie talkie and sat with me until the doctors showed up.  As horrid as I looked and felt, this might be one of the greatest parts of my weekend adventures 🙂

Rock the Resort II

Rock the Resort II

Dr. Steve was his name and Nurse Jill was hers.  They were kind, accommodating, wonderful.  They knew exactly what they were doing.  I knew I had to remain calm because with the insanity that was raging all over my body, it would get worse if I panicked.  There were ice packs then blankets, tanks to help me breath, Benadryl galore.  When they brought out the epipen I prayed that didn’t have to use it.  This shit was no joke, man!  And then I was knocked out…from 7p to 10ish, coming to from time to time to groggily say, “Please make sure I am better for New Riders.”  Their response, “Oh honey, of course!  That is what we are waiting for too!”  The whole time getting uplifting texts from all my boys who had run into Aaron through out evening and been updated on my pathetic situation!  After waking up and not having to itch my skin off, I was released.  And note to you all, I guess don’t offer me things with nuts it.

New Riders of the Purple Sage @ Rock the Resort II

New Riders of the Purple Sage @ Rock the Resort II

New Rider of the Purple Sage took the stage at some unknown time.  Everything from this point is so hard for me to recollect.  I was so doped up on Benadryl which was knocking me down.  I had a 5-hour Energy Shot and crap keepin’ me up.  But I remember lots of dancing as they brought their folksy vibe to the room.  Sounds reminiscent of The Dead.  My notes are illegible.  I really wish I could give you more. I had not seen them since my last All Good Music Festival.  But, at this point, I was just happy to be in the theater breathing and dancing!  At one point I look over and there is Jill, dancing, swaying, eyes closed.  Taking it all in.  I am so glad I hadn’t prevented her from seeing them.

I was all over the place during the end of their set.  I believe it was Madam Bliss who was out there giving us a little dance party, blah!   At some point we all met up in the suite.  It was always like clockwork when that happened.  Like our internal alarms went off and we all were on the move to the 8th floor, collecting people on each thrashed floor.  I realized I had spent some quality time getting pumped up with my boys in the Jacuzzi suite and it was time to move again.  I was Up! Up! Up! And it was time to rage some FUNK through this resort.

Jeff Bujak @ Rock The Resort II

Jeff Bujak @ Rock The Resort II

We make our way down to the theater for the last round of music!  After a slight detour on another floor we get back on the elevator and we see Sam Kininger. All I can say is “YYYYEEEESSSS!!!!!”  However, before Sam’s set I was looking forward to seeing Jeff Bujak.  Justin had be talking about him all weekend, calling his style “Intelligent Dance!”  I was completely intrigued and had missed chilling with him in the suite because of the damn peanut attack.  Dammit, it was time.   And THIS WAS NOOOO JOKE.  Finally, an artist I had never seen before who FLOORED me!  This is something I was hoping would happen all weekend.

The Sam Kininger Band @ Rock The Resort II

The Sam Kininger Band @ Rock The Resort II

Jeff does his own lights, sound, composition, smoke effects, etc.  A tight little package, straight up. He was fluid, he was consistent.  Among all his chaos of sound, I heard the most lovely of melody on the keys.  He played them beautifully.  The smoke and lights made for some gorgeous shots.  He would lay down funky beats and then give us jazzy piano on top of it.  He always had a melody to deliver and the beats were dope. I felt like I heard a bit of Latin beat in the mix during one song.  It was interesting, it was well-put together…it was good!

Download: Jeff Bujak @ Rock The Resort (04.10.2010)

Sam Kininger Band @ Skerik @ Rock the Resort II

Sam Kininger Band @ Skerik @ Rock the Resort II

Jeff Lockhart, The Rager!

Jeff Lockhart, The Rager!

The Sam Kininger Band went on around 4am and I was right where I needed to be!  There was never a time all weekend where all of my buddies were in the same room at the same time until that show.  I look around the room and EVERYONE who makes me smile was there, wide-eyed and smiling back!  I knew this would be my last performance as we were leaving first thing in the morning. I was already missing everyone’s faces.  The stage held Sam Kininger on saxophone, Nikki Glaspie on drums, Amy Bowles on organ/keys, Aaron Bellamy on bass, and a personal favorite, Jeffery Lockhart on guitar.  The songs start off with the various instruments leading in and then Sam brought the funk.  Sam brought the dance party that made you want to clap your hands.  The Band backed Sam as he raged his axe of funk consistently, jazzy, blasting.

Skerik and Sam @ Rock The Resort II

Skerik and Sam @ Rock The Resort II

I LOVE seeing Nikkie Glaspie play.  A female drummer is always killer!!!   The ladies were awesome but then you had Jeffery Lockhart.  That man took his liberties with that bass and we loved every minute of it.  At one point, he takes a seat in a chair and just wastes us where we stand while he sat!   At this point, Radioactive joins the stage as does SkerikSkerdio was to rage with Sam Kininger Band.  Man, life is fun!  Radio threw out his signature beats amongst the funk.  Skerik and Sam battled their horns against one and another.  At one point, I am pretty sure Jeffery and Radio battled.  It was all fun, improvisational on many parts and a great funky dance party to end the evenings. I text J-Man, “One last session after?” “Yeah! I am still at Bujak!”…”And I am still in front of the horns!”…”Big surprise!” he texts and I return to dancing!

At the end of the set there are hardly any of us left standing.  Aaron had already peaced to bed perhaps a half hour prior.  I had lost track of time and realized it was like 6:30 in the morning.  I was done; we all were.  Those of us left made it to the fluffy couches on the 8th floor and attempted to wind down.  As we relaxed, we talked about Bujak, Skerik, Radio, Lobby Rage and Sam…you know, the good stuff of the weekend.  I knew I had to make it to my bed but I didn’t want to move.  I didn’t want it to end.

As I walked to the 7th floor, it all flooded over me.  The horrible production that gave the fest a charm all its own, the dogs, the wookies.  I knew I had made some bonds that weekend that would never break and I knew I had broken some.  I had seen some pretty awesome bits of music and almost died from eating 12 pieces of a food item that I used to eat by the pound.  Not at all what I thought would kill me at one of these things haha.  All in all, I would say that me and the boys raged one hell of a season opener.  I face planted into the bed with a wide smile.  Been holding onto it ever since 🙂

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