"I want to ride my life like a rocket from hell -- aim it for that far wall of the universe and break on through to a place with no story or name." - Bob Reuter
The walk up to the LouFest's gates -- austere and reminiscent of the devices used to bottle up manic thoroughbreds before the race -- was dotted with satellite festival-goers with salt and pepper manes and swollen coolers.
Seattle, thank you. You were sunlight and summer for three straight days, saving your typically relentless rain for the personalized autograph of a goodbye drizzle -- a little reassurance found with just a closer look.
Bumbershoot, a portmanteau for an umbrella, started as a jazz festival with the hook that the mayor would watch over your children.
Checkpoints and stealth officers had a heavy presence on the streets in and around Chesterfield, Mo. on Thursday night.
Soulful ear candy floated through the air in the Grove on Friday night, provided courtesy of Ruby Velle and the Soulphonics.