Wanee Festival, Day 3 – Saturday, April 16

Ed note:  If you haven’t read Day 1 or Day 2 before Day 3, you should start there.

Lost Vortex #3: You knew it was coming, right?  Things happen in threes.  Sunglasses.  Gone.  Sheesh.

Back to camp, hangin’ with the camp family with coffee in hand, we hear flute sounds coming from the Peach Stage.  10:30 am, it was time to boogie.  I went down to see the goings on with my girl.  Her brother was playing with the Bobby Lee Rodgers Trio this morning, and we wanted to get up there and see the music.  The Bobby Lee Rodgers Trio was lovely morning music, nice and jazzy with shredding rock, a flute here and there, keys, killer.  Yep, just beautiful.  After the show, we were told that Sharon Jones and the Dap Kings were stranded in Iceland because of the volcanic ash, so they were gonna re-jigger the schedule around and there would be a jam session before Johnny Winter.  I laughed out loud, I love Wanee impromptu jams, they are so sweet… heh, we are in for a treat later today.

Spirit of the Suwanee Magical Moment: I asked my friend to call my phone, one last time, maybe someone will pick up?  She looked at me crazy but appeased me.  The next thing I know she’s saying “Hello?  Hello?”  The person on the other side says, “Wow, I just turned the phone on this second and it rang.”  Yes, that is what I’m saying…magical.  He found it in another campsite, in the dirt, two days ago.  Wow.

Went back to the campsite, chilled with my camp family and waited for Dr. John. The Peach Stage and the Mushroom Stage’s schedules had slipped because Sharon Jones couldn’t make it, and my timing was getting off.  The dilemma:  Dr. John vs. Robert Randolph vs. Dumpstaphunk.  I decided to go see a bit of Dr. John, then go see Dumpsta, then go see Robert Randolph and the Word.  I was feeling a bit schizophrenic, to be honest.  I had total “I’m gonna miss a really great set” anxiety going on.  I had camera, notebook and earplugs.  I left the camp and started on my journey.

A Family Affair with Ivan Neville’s Dumpstaphunk is on stage.  Wow.  Good lord they threw down.  A Sly set, holy schmoley.  It was a breezy hot afternoon, people were raging out, the sax and the trumpet were loud and strong. Ivan’s keys were screaming, bass low and groovy.  Whooo, out of control funky, and now I can hear The Word with John Medeski, Robert Randolph and the North Mississippi Allstars from the other stage.  So, I decide to run over to the Peach Stage after Everyday People to see Robert and the Word, but still can hear Dumpsta and want to get back there to that crazy rage.  See, schizophrenic.

I did run back to the Dumpsta craziness.  Danced hard, my legs now were beginning to ache, serious ache in my calves, but it didn’t matter, I can’t stand still.  Legs and hips had a mind of their own, cuz this was going DOWN.  One of my personal highlights of the festival.  Phewwwwww.

I went back to my camp for hydration purposes, and could still hear The Word featuring John Medeski, Robert Randolph and North Mississippi Allstars playing from the other stage.  They sounded so sweet, Funk + Southern Rock… Rage.  Yes, it was raging.

So now, the next dilemma I had was The Black Keys vs. The Funky Meters.  Yes, it was getting insane.  So, I decide to get to the hammock and listen to the Funky Groove of the Funky Meters before the Wanee Family Funk Jam that was going on.  And, wow, did it go on.

Wanee Family Funk Jam: If I thought Dumpsta and the Funky Meters brought it in….I was wrong.  I mean, Dumpsta was way insane, way amazing, way fun, but this Funk Jam stuff.  Hot.  Way hot.  Way deep.  Damnnnn.  Let’s see – Dumpstaphunk and The Funky Meters, Cody and Luther Dickinson, Oteil and Kofi Burbridge, JoJo Herman, Bobby Lee Rodgers, Matt Grondin.  Yep, that’s what I’m talking about.

Oteil scats, we then go into a slow, easy groove, then we hit Aiko, Aiko (for the hippie in me), Robert Randolph dances on stage, does a drive-by, Ivan Neville sings, George Porter Jr. sings, Ivan Neville and Kofi Burbridge switch keyboards, we’re all bouncing to the same groove, keys screaming (did I say the keys were screaming?)  Did I say the guitars were shredding?  Did I say the whole Mushroom Stage was lifted higher and higher into that beautiful funky place where it just all hangs loose?  Yeah… that’s where we were.  Good Lord Almighty.  Absolute beautiful craziness.  Another personal highlights of the festival.

Back to the campsite, get some food in me, and off to more Widespread Panic. I have to admit, I was so floaty, so high off this music I just rode the wave.  Widespread rocked again, I was in the crowd of thousands (there are varying reports of the amount of people that attended, from 16,000 – 25,000.  I am no judge of this.  I can just say there were A LOT of people there.)  I danced with my beloved friends until the sun came down.  I took in the scene, I made a mental note of the warmth and the sky.  And all I could do was dance and smile.  Oh, it was so wonderful.

Allman Brothers Band There was shredding.  There was serious drums.  There was love in the air.  I was high on the music.  I was at the campsite, my legs were so sore, I sat near the fire and could hear the music perfectly.  I had already blown my ears out, and was having serious communication problems, so I thought me not being by the speakers would be a good thing.  But I didn’t sit at all.  I danced in the camp, my friends danced with me, Allman’s crushed it.  From The Sky is Crying with Johnny Winter – incredible, to And It Stoned Me with John Bell to Good Morning Little School Girl with JoJo Hermann and Jimmy Herring, to a crazy Liz Reed into an even crazier Whipping Post.  Holy hell, it was going down.  Then they ended it with a mindblowing Mountain Jam > Dazed and Confused (RAGING) > Mountain Jam encore .  Mind blown.  Floating far in the sky.  Smile wide.

Derek Trucks and Susan Tedeschi Band I was so psyched to see this, to hear this, to hear the newest iteration of these two incredible players.  Derek’s unmistakeable seduction of that guitar, Susan’s beautiful voice, oh yeah.  I had to leave the campsite to get in there, to see this.  And I stood near the speakers, I couldn’t help myself.  DT/ST is really really really good.  They have some incredible songs, some really funky stuff, some really upbeat “ragtime” stuff, some really beautifully slow songs for a flautist to shine.  Oteil goes nuts, two drummers are driving that beat, and Mike Mattison and Javier Colon on backup vocals (Nigel Hall couldn’t make it to this show, being busy with Soulive this weekend) really sorta tied the package up beautifully.  They played for 2 hours, each song sounding different from the other.  My notes get disturbingly harder to read, I tried to write it down as I heard it, and I’m not so sure it makes much sense.  But, here we go.

Notes:  Deep Saucy Blues; her voice, so beautiful, like a floating musical note between Susan and Derek – she sings it high, way high, and he takes over with his guitar and brings it to an even higher note.  I love it, it’s so sweet, so swayful.  Can’t stop smiling.  Background vocals come into play, really sweet, her voice as lead its so sweet, can’t stop dancing to write it down.  She wails, like only she can.  They sure are sweet when they shred together.  Beautiful.  Derek plucking, Kofi fluting, twinkling with that flute.  Oh, the security guard is dancing.  Next song, funky funky bass deep and low, Oteil goes solo and is way funky.  She sings high, Derek takes it higher, now we’re into a rolling groove, her voice, flute, Derek’s guitar, Oteil’s deep base, oh my.  Oh my oh my oh my.

Wanee, 2010.  Apparantly from my notes, the word is Sweet.  But, after a few days reflection, the word really is Funky.  I don’t think I’ve come back 100%, as I keep reliving the memories.  Thank you Wanee.  I’ll see ya next year.


2 thoughts on “Wanee Festival, Day 3 – Saturday, April 16

  1. Girl,
    You said it…you really said it. I’m still whirling and your words took me right back.
    Thank you~

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