I was epically tired and must have been grumpy when I posted some negativity in that blues thread about deadco deer creek b/c I really had an epic week finishing with the wrigley shows. Unfortunately I was quoted so my post will live in infamy. I met more kind people randomly than ever in my life. The epitome of the scene was this guy taking a header after the show outside and 5 people run straight to him to help him. We help this guy get to a stoop and a stranger says I got him and stayed with him on that stoop. It was like everyone was going out of their way to be more helpful and more kind than the next guy but not in a way of trying to be better than anyone else but just feeding off the love. So Saturday I evidently skipped the guy who scans tickets to get field bands but get them anyway so of course I’m like sorry babe we are sitting here until we see someone enter who would take advantage of a field wristband. Found a couple and they took our tix and got a field wristband. No way I was going to let unscanned field bracelets not get used. We saw them after the show on the street and that made their night and hopefully they will pass it on down the road. If everyone in the world had this mentality we’d live in a utopia. Oh and I went to the unsold sections behind home plate with the people who see space and hit it and I saw a familiar face who I met at deer creek, but he was also at jubilee, all of jazz fest and we had met before. I heard from him the most insane tour plan I’ve ever heard. All of deadco. All jazzfest. Around 8 fests, today he stayed in Chicago to see billy strings b4 heading east to finish deadco. Retired and just lives tour and 3-4 day fests. He tried to entice us into Eric Krasno and friends after the Saturday show but I was beat. It made me realize I should talk to more people. So many interesting people who do fun things. Everyone I chatted with had all these fun travel plans. I’m glowing. Regardless if the music isn’t exactly what I want, the scene is so large and full of multitudes of great people you can’t help but glow. Oh and on the field, we went in front of the PA’s that projects into the stands and you could get a foot away as it was on the ground. It was the loudest thing I’ve ever heard. You could stay there like 15 seconds and feel like you are approaching the sun and then need to move to not go deaf. Several people around us would dance into that sound for a few seconds then dance out and be like wow!! Unfortunately a field usher guarding his entry point was dead center of it 10 feet away with no earplugs. I don’t see how you wouldn’t have ear damage after that. It was made to project sound 300 feet away. I basked in it a total of like a minute over the last 4 songs and I could feel it today and the usher was there all night. That could be on worlds most dangerous jobs. There were 20 other acts of amazing kindness we witnessed and so many great people we met that I could write a book about it all but my ramble ends here.