Ballyhooley was amazing, as always; opening on the open stage was Hearing Voices, a wonderful all female folk quartet (with yet another cajon in tow, see one and then you start seeing them everywhere). Paul played for the very firstest time at Jericho. The ride in was memorable for Paul opining darkly on every little noise and clunk out of the car. My parade was somewhat dampened, but what the hey. I sang the Housewife’s Lament and backup for Willie’s Diamond Joe.
Ack. So do not want to take car in, but it IS running on five cylinders.
