Saturday afternoon at FloydFest

What a stellar afternoon at FloydFest. It went something like this:

Hot Tuna Acoustic followed by Larry Keel and Natural Bridge, followed by Larry Keel, Jorma Kaukonen, and Barry Mitterhoff, with special guest Nate Leath. We barely had time to catch our breaths before Yonder Mountain took the stage, only to be joined by, you guessed it, Larry Keel!

Larry and his band played a stellar set including some material off their forthcoming album (sometime in December, according to the lovely Jenny Keel, an effort about which they’re feeling very excited), including a song called Take the Time, that, for me, summed up the whole point of FloydFest, take the time to enjoy the breathtaking backdrop, the amazing cammeraderie and incredible music.

Larry and Jorma started off with Candyman, took a number of questions from the audience and then played a whole lot of bluegrass. I think Larry was the busiest musician here today, as he went straight from that performance to the main stage to join Yonder Mountain.

In honor of Bill Monroe’s century birthday year, Jeff and Larry placed Southern Flavor followed by a fun banjo polka tune. Hopefully Larry, Jenny, Will and Mark will all get a little rest tonight, as they’re back on stage tomorrow for an encore performance.

Taj Mahal is onstage as I’m typing this, followed by Grace Potter and the Nocturnals. Sunday is ALL bluegrass with Peter Rowan, Tony Rice and then David Grisman. Can’t wait!

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Diane Farineau

Diane Farineau, her husband, photographer, Milo and their friend, photographer, Chester Simpson, hatched a brilliant plan last year to write a book about music festivals. Somewhere along the way The Festival Project, as it has now become, turned into a website and a blog and an amazing journey into the world of today’s bluegrass and Americana artists and festival scene. When not listening to or writing about music, Diane has a day job as a hospital administrator, is a mom of two musical teenagers, and writes about life’s never ending stream of ironies.