East Lansing was a wild place the weekend of August 13 with the annual Great Lakes Folk Festival -- my favorite event!
Over the course of three days we heard Celtic...
...a cowboy poet...
Mariachi (not pictured) and flamenco. (This would have been an excellent act if the guitarist had kept his mouth shut. He was very loud and sort of sounded like he was in labor when he sang. Gave me a headache and we left after this group! That said, he could play the guitar like crazy!)
He came with his dancers -- and they were good. (The guy was fabulous and really was shining in his solo. Often the woman looked like she was just going through the steps, but it was also 88 and a little humid. We were dripping just sitting there, so I've got to cut her some slack!)
All that and more was Friday. There are many stages to this event, with the music happening simultaneously, along with lots of demonstrations, a green arts marketplace and more. While there was lots to enjoy Saturday, one of my favorite bits was the musicians jam (there was also a community sing). Here Hanno, one of our local musicians, participates in the jam.
And this is a lousy picture of the wonderful Quebecois group that also performed that night.
They were also at the dance tent, which is great fun. (You could have joined in there with polka or Creole/Zydeco, too!)
If those genres don't get you, how about some Hawai'ian ukulele? Kimo Hussey was my favorite of the acts, and a very nice guy.
And then there were the heritage awards. Alberta Adams, at 93, was recognized for the blues. And if you think a 93-year-old can't belt it out with the best of them, think again!
She had the pipes (and the band) to really sell it!
Without doubt, a good time was had by all!
Be there, next year! (Second weekend in August!)
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