Tambourine Man, to dance beneath a diamond sky with one hand waving free.īut on a very down-and-out side, this 60th get-together feels like it could be a last hurrah of sorts. And, when the tunes get pumping, to align anew with the spirit of Mr. It’s an event I’m anticipating with both elation and a bit of trepidation.įor sure, it’ll be a wonderful chance to reunite with Fest friends, walk the grounds, eat fun food, check out crafts, and take in the likes of Michael Franti & Spearhead, Hiss Golden Messenger, Bettye LaVette, Dom Flemons, Tom Rush and Livingston Taylor on a crystal-clear sound system. Of late, reminiscences like that have been haunting me as the Philadelphia Folk Festival (PFF) gears up for a big 60th-anniversary gathering of the tribes this August 18th to 22nd. And the deep gaze I took into her, ahem, sweet Judy blue eyes that September afternoon? That image is burned into my brain, an unforgettable memory. But the easy aura of approachability, kindness and concern she exuded would stay with me forever - underscoring what I always liked so much about the down-to-earth folk music scene here. Honestly, I can’t remember anything I might have asked or said beyond, “I love what you did with ‘Turn! Turn! Turn!’” (from her then-new album #3). Then we talked, maybe for 10 minutes, before it was time for her to go. I dropped my guitar case - mostly toted around the grounds to signal I was a bit of a “playa,” too - and sat.
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