Last weekend we headed out to Norwich, NY (pronounced Norich, and filled with zombies and invalids) for the 753rd Chenango Blues Fest. We met our good friend Emily (also known as Shmem) Jones and her sister and brother in law. Dinosaur BBQ was set up there and beers were in cold cans for $3, so everything else was a bonus. Sarah was super excited to see a woman called Valerie June, but we hadn't heard of anyone else.
Ms. June was of a foul disposition, but did her best to persevere, and did play a good set. She played a couple guitars, a banjo, and probably something else, and sang with a haunting voice.
As soon as I saw the line up, I was super stoked to see a guy called Ben Prestage. Like everything important (books, wine, whiskey, trucks, horses, axes, hats, guns), I judged him by appearance, and again was proved right in my approach. Anybody who wears a beard and mustaches under such a hat MUST rock. And rock he did.
Dude makes a helluva racket!
Check out that cigar box guitar!
We had a great time! Hope to see both artists again and go to the Blues Fest again, too!
