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After missing the first day, I was chomping at the bit to get out there to the Fairgrounds the second day. Of course, Tin was sleeping – astounded by his ability to nap two days in a row like there was no tomorrow, I finally after a half hour, got him up to go with me to Jazz Fest.

We had our itinerary and we had our reality. The two did not intersect, barely once maybe.

The Gospel tent, right by the entrance, was sounding especially good so we popped in to see Golden Voices Community Choir – wow, they were outstanding. They were so good that I’m sure a lot of heathens converted right then and there. Then Tin was ready for his noon bottle so we loaded it up and were heading to see Panorama Jazz Band, but Tin couldn’t wait, and we ducked into the Blues Tent to hear this amazing woman paying tribute to Marva Wright, I think her name was Tara Alexander – good god her voice was amazing.

Then we got crawfish bread, only Tin now had fallen asleep so we spent a good hour in the WWOZ hospitality tent, chilling, while Tin slept in the Ergobaby pack. And I ate the crawfish bread. We walked around with Tin asleep in his pack and tried to see Terrence Blanchard, and a few other stages but the sound was way too loud for a baby, much less a sleeping baby.

A friend has always confounded me by saying her favorite food at the Fest is the cous cous and yogurt, well it’s Tin’s favorite now.

We followed the Treme brass band second line around for a while and then we had another bottle and began looking at the crafts and ran into our friend Peggy, whose ceramics are at the fest for the first time, we saw the Bergeron Woodwords booth – we had already purchased Wolfie’s urn from them.

T came out for the tail end and that was to hear Simon & Garfunkel – of course the fields were so muddy, the smell mucky foresty, the crowds unbelievable and on the sidelines we watched grey and aged Art Garfunkel sing in his fairy voice and Paul Simon pull up the rear. Sort of an amazing thing to witness even when you are a thousand miles from the stage and are relying on a huge screen TV. I have to say this though – Tony Bennett – at 80+ still had every bit of what he had thirty years ago, unlike these two. But I was glad to see them nonetheless.

We ended the day watching the New Orleans Bingo Show on the Lagniappe Stage and they’re odd, definitely odd.

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