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summer sunset

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Wednesday, August 1st was dreary, hot, and humid.  The humidity broke when rain hit the East Coast up until minutes before show time.  And just like that, the skies cleared and there was the most picturesque sunset for the kickoff of Mumford and Son‘s month long U.S. tour.  Having never performed in Jersey, the British group made their first time memorable by playing an outdoor concert at Hoboken’s Pier A Park.  It’s no wonder the show was sold out to 15,000 fans in a matter of a few hours.  Other than the unique talent, the views of the Manhattan skyline were breathtaking–and the sunset was a gift with purchase.

The quartet has a choir before them as they cheerfully played “Winter Winds,” “Little Lion Man,” and “White Blank Page” (during which I would bet Marcus shed a tear…or was that me?) from their first album Sigh No More.   Between praising the vibe of the venue and boasting the site of the Olympic Games, Marcus Mumford, Ben Lovett, Winston Marshall, and Ted Dwane were eager to share several songs off of their new album, Babel. (due September 24th!!!!)  Much to our surprise, Marcus put down his guitar and assumed position at the drums.  The newer songs are more rock than folk as you will notice a heavy focus on the drums and electric guitar.

As the show came to a close, the men thanked Hoboken native, Frank Sinatra with a rendition of “New York, New York,” not to be slighted by a cover of Paul Simon’s “The Boxer.”  It was eerie how they could manipulate the energy of some 15,000 people.  Not moment before we all were stopped dead in our tracks at the opening of “The Boxer” were we all jumping around like drunks at a jamboree.

A surge of energy spread across the sea of people, again, as Mumford and Sons concluded the show with harmonious melodies of “The Cave” beneath fireworks.


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So.  I have a confession to make.  I never was a big DMB fan.  It all started back in elementary school–a boy I knew was obsessed with DMB.  I mean o b s e s s e d.  It was almost like a Lord of the Rings obsession.  Fast forward 6 years and I go to school in New England, a place that treasures its summerfests: Dave and country included.  I didn’t even bother to listen to more than what came on the radio because I thought I has missed the DMB bandwagon.
Well, I sure was wrong.  After going to a sold out DMB show at Bethel Woods in NY, I realized that I should have jacked a DMB mix tape from that boy in the 6th grade. (note: Bethel Woods is the site of Woodstock and a phenomenal venue in its own right today.  Highly recommended)  I didn’t see nearly as many colored shorts and Vera Bradley purses as I had thought–the crowd fit the venue, if you catch my drift.
Dave was awesome, really awesome.  When he played “Jimi Thing” the place went nuts.  And that energy carried on for what seemed to be close to a 3 hour set!  I, for one, had no idea Dave was such a jam band.  Don’t make the same mistake I did!  Go see DMB next summer!


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mighty high


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I am incredibly overdue on sharing my musical adventures, so I intend on updating pbandjams little by little which will seem like a barrage of posts.  Sorry, I’m not sorry.

So in the middle of May when the weather was just right, I was spontaneous and spent somewhat of happy hour in Tuxedo Park, NY at the Mighty High Mountain Festival.  It turned out to be several very happy hours.  The weather was perfect, the company was perfect, and the vibe wasn’t so bad either.  From what the annuals told me, the number of attendees practically doubled since last year, quadrupling the original turnout.  The crowd was manageable, the people really far out.

It turns out that the peeps from Create a Vibe/those in charge of the 5th annual festival.  Having once been owners of Mexicali Blues (now Mexicali Live) the friend-owners know exactly who to bring to the mountains to make it a legit line-up.  See the poster above
and you’ll understand.  Railroad Earth’s set was pretty killer.

Right now I’m trying to resist comparisons because I appreciate the character of a smaller festival like Mighty High.  There were more locals than what shore natives would call ‘bennies.’  All ages danced, sang, laughed, and enjoyed each other’s company in the grassy fields of what is little Tuxedo Ridge ski mountain in the winter.  Alright, alright, I can’t resist any longer.  Mountain Jam Festival, just down 87 in Hunter, NY, is really the festival to go to for metropolitan hippies.  The mountain is larger, offering more space for camping, more space to dance in front of their four stages.  Facilities and vendors are more accommodating, despite tighter security (or security in general).  It’s just a bigger mountain with a deeper lineup.  I recommend checking out the Mighty High Mountain Festival next year if you are in the area because just like the other festivals like Mountain Jam or Bonnaroo, the music is good.

more soon, j

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