Last night was really back in fest­ival space. The new venues are just amaz­ing. They’ve com­pletely re-land­scaped the space. There’s so much more space behind venues. like the Big Top, dan­cing to Bomba out on the grass.

Still feel like I’m doing some of this a little too much on my own. But I’ve hung out with Melinda and a few other people, read my Min­strels and Mis­chief poem to Toby and Lily and at the poet’s breakfast.

Fla­menco Fire were incred­ible. It was good to see Ember Swift and Blue­house again. Doch were great, as were Cloudstreet.

I saw the most amaz­ing fire ritual being done by a group call­ing them­selves Liqui­fu­sion… spoken word praise of the flame as five men dance intens­ity around crys­tals. They’re doing that again tonight… I want to try to remem­ber my camera tonight… to take pic­tures of Wild Marmalade and Liqui­fu­sion and more… But enough, I must go sing now.