Wayne D's Blog

I'm home now and I thought I'd wrap up with some thoughts from the last night. Crowfoot good, David Roth very good, The McDades very, very good. I wouldn't classify the set they put on as classical folk music but it was great. It reminded me of improvisational jazz with a fiddle. Unfortunately their website uses a flash navigation bar which has confounded my Linux Flash 10 player so I can't see if they have any music samples to embed. update August 19th I was up too late and forgot to check reverbnation which has a handy tune widget for the McDades which is at the bottom of this post. Click play and see what you think. I am very happy with their CD which I am listening to as I write this.

My pictures from the weekend are here, not to many but some nice ones I think. I have went through the ones I took and tried to fix the brightness, contrast and rotation on the worst offenders. I have come to the realization that I need a more sophisticated camera and a zoom lens so I can more carefully control the exposure. The camera I have doesn't meter scenes the way I want it to and the viewfinder doesn't show the full image extent.

I forgot to mention the fire Poi spinners from Saturday night, they were very impressive.

Spectators also add colour to the site, both literally and figuratively. Men in kilts, there were at least two, perhaps three. These weren't you dress up tarten kilts but regular solid colour kilts. I also have to mention the young mother with dreads and the conical straw hat. As she pushed her carriage through the gap in the 2 metre high wild grasses heading down to the beach I received echoes of a composite screen of the stereotypical peasent in the Vietnam war movies. You can see the grass in the background of this picture.. There are always a few people in tie dyed pants or skirts and head scarfs. I added my own touch of colour with my sunburned cheekbones, I must remember to take a wide brimmed hat next year.

Another thing to remember for next year, pick up my CD's earlier in the weekend. By the time I went on Sunday afternoon at four two of the artists I wanted buy CD's by had already left, taking their CD's with them.