Thursday, July 14, 2011

Bluesy Boots

Mr. Glad took me to a nearby art and garden festival mostly so we could hear some music for free. We browsed through some booths and considered buying a painting, admired hand-carved wooden bowls, and pottery. We bought pizza and wine and beer, and then stood near the back of the stage so my husband could keep an eye on the drummers.


Two bands performed during the time we were there: a Santana cover band, and the blues band of Tommy Castro. I didn't think of taking pictures of the first one, though their music was more to my liking -- very much so. And their drummer was amazing.


Quite a few people were dancing close to the stage, and that was fun to watch. I particularly liked one man's shirt with bright birds.



I couldn't make out most of the words to the Castro numbers. That band is famous in their genre, and I did enjoy listening, but after Mr. Glad pointed out to me that the musicians in the front were all wearing cowboy boots, my camera eyes were framing pictures everywhere. The drummer was wearing black athletic shoes, and he didn't seem to be working very hard, so I left him out.

The trumpeter, however, was impressive in his placidity, and for his long gray braid. And Tommy made sure to turn and face three directions from the stage in turn, so that we could all watch his fancy guitar-playing.

6 comments:

Marfa said...

How I would love a pair of cowboy boots (not made in China!) for myself...with the toes curled up!!!

Gumbo Lily said...

Now that sounds like the perfect way to spend a summer evening -- jazz and good food & drink. I like the boots too.

Left-Handed Housewife said...

Sounds like a wonderful time--love the boots! I love arts festivals especially when they're small and people can dance to the music.

I'm drying some marigold sees for you. These really are fun plants, and not at all what I expected!

xofrances

Pom Pom said...

Sounds fun! I'm glad you had your camera.

wayside wanderer said...

This sounds like something I would enjoy. Right before we moved we were taking one of our last walks through the neighborhood later in the evening (we like to go when it is dark because it is so hot here) and there were some young men in a backyard playing various instruments. It was WONDERFUL. Usually that is NOT the case with young people and their instruments (ha!) but I could have pulled up a chair and enjoyed for a good long time.

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