Here it is – I’ll explain what I can for each one. Thanks to John for capturing some quality images of Charlotte and Shakori – and for driving me to the airport from the festival. He played me some live Violent Femmes and bought me Eastern North Carolina BBQ. That ranks you a Champion in my book. Enjoy the photos:
In which The Brothers Comatose sing and play and begin to have a glorious time in Charlotte, NC – this is from The Evening Muse. We opened for The Whiskey Gentry – an excellent band of awesome folks from Georgia. Speaking of Georgia… our friend and road-buddy Georgia put us up in her driveway (you’ll see how/why) and took care of us all weekend. Thanks Georgia!
In which the Brothers Comatose journey in North Carolina and visit the home of the Avetts. Jim and Susie fed us lunch, told us stories, let us enjoy their incredibly cozy and comfortable hospitality and front porch, and Jim toured us through his guitar collection. He played us tunes, doled out wisdom, and offered book recommendations. We traded CDs and then headed off to Pisgah. Pretty awesome people. Looking forward to running into them again.
We have a conspicuous absence in the photo journal – no photos of the Pisgah Brewery show – the gorgeous backstage with the pool table and Pacman – the newly remodeled stage, the delicious BBQ and sausages – the epic after-show jam in the RV. Thanks Pisgah! We love you folks. If you’d stop being so damn fun, and if your beer wasn’t so good, maybe we’d remember / have time to take a picture or two. Sheesh.
So this next one – finally – reveals the RV. I chose the RV reveal shot to also feature Phil and a ridiculous banjo. This thing was silly. Beds all over the place, tables, a fridge, a bathroom… who knew that Vans came that big? We still love our Van, and we still respect her and only her… but it was damn fun cruising the highways and byways in a 30 foot rolling luxury hotel room.
The rest of this photo journal is all from Shakori Hills Grassroots Festival. We had the luck to tour the West Coast with Donna the Buffalo in November. We made friends and – as it turns out – they happen to throw one of the greatest festivals of all time out in North Carolina every year. They invited us out to play, and it was incredible. The hospitality, the environment – not a corporate sponsor in sight… it was like Kate Wolf and Oregon Country Fair had a laid back, groovy younger cousin out in NC.
The photos are from our performance Saturday night on the Grove stage – one of our collectively favorite performances of all time. The people here made us feel so freakin’ good. I couldn’t wipe the smile off my face all night. It starts with our first song – only a few brave souls to be found at this West Coast string band’s first Shakori appearance…
… and then, about 3 songs in… the sun went down, the lights came on, and the people wrapped us up in their North Carolina love.
…and thus, we proceeded to get down.
We even had an epic hype crew of festival kids that tore the stage up with us. Where did they come from? We don’t know. Ryan saw them, got them out on the stage, and they killed it. So. Damn. Fun.
And then, the final night… Donna The Buffalo invited us out on the main stage to rock with them. These people are awesome.
And then we packed up, brought back the RV and came home. One amazing weekend. The only thing missing from this blog post about North Carolina – and perhaps most importantly – is a record of their delicious pulled pork – to be eaten with their delicious vinegar-based sauce. So, here you go. Smell the hickory! Savor the Greens! Marvel at the tender delicacy of the Pork!!
There you have it.
Can’t wait to go back.
Thanks again North Carolina for being so awesome.