Bluesfest, July 9, Michael Franti

So at 8:30am we were waiting for Ani DiFranco to soundcheck. After a little early morning clouded head syndrome, everything came together and we got set for Michael Franti to check. It was a little odd because Franti played last, and usually bands soundcheck in the reverse order of the performance, for a number of reasons…

 

By this point, it already seemed like Great Big Sea played a week ago. Coffee was mandatory at all times and the feeling of walking around dazed all day had become the norm. Thankfully we have a pretty solid stagecrew, so we’ve been fairly lucky at averting disaster.

 

The other thing that’s fairly uncomfortable is the heat. When you’re sitting in tents all day, it gets pretty humid and pretty smelly. You take a shower first thing in the morning, but by the time you’ve been in the tents for 5 minutes, you smell like you’ve been camping for a week. It’s not too pleasant, but at the same time it’s part of the deal; just another thing to get used to that you don’t really think about until it happens.