Baby Blase

Wanderlust – a weekend of hippies doing yoga and listening to some pretty decent music. Marc, me and the Chowanecs are neither hippies, nor very into yoga, however, we found our place among the few music nerds who came to hang out mid-mountain at Squaw, drink beer and listen.

On Friday we all got babysitters and went out for dinner and then a late night (10pm is apparently late night for old-married-with-childrens like me) set by:

Sharon Jones and the Dap Kings

Woke up, went to breakfast and to play at the lake

then hustled back to Squaw for:

Rogue Wave

Gillian Welch & David Rawlings

Jenny Lewis

Then we went to Moody’s for dinner (Marc’s parents still had H so, we were off the hook, but, we couldn’t find anyone to watch Owen & Dylan, so they came along and did great – as always). We had an excellent meal – me, Marc, The Chow Clan and Tari. Trying to get in eating-shape for the few weeks we will spend in SF in late August.

The next morning we cooked breakfast at the Chow’s condo in Squaw and headed out with smuggled beer and snacks galore for the littles – again, H was with the grandparents so Marc and I were free to dance and spin unencumbered. We saw:

Vince play with The Honeybrothers

Amanda Palmer – a scary Tori Amos - sang “Lua” by Bright Eyes on her eukelele – excellent! Then sang this song (without The Boston Pops) and I became a fan.

Mates Of State

Broken Social Scene

Andrew Bird

Spoon

Not much more to say about any bands really, although Jenny Lewis was very good. But, it was a great day to be outside cooking in the mountain sun. And while John & Kara embody what I set out to do with our kid – bring him everywhere – make him adapt to our life – take him to shows – teach him to sleep anywhere…

I just don’t have it in me. And besides – how would I possibly do all of the firedancing and laser swinging I did had he been there?

Listening: Conor Oberst And The Mystic Valley Band