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Blundering through Cincinnati, laughing all the way


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Bunbury 2015 Sunday Pictures

Airports aren’t ideal for writing under any circumstances, but particularly so for describing the sun-baked joy of a music festival. The recycled air drives all sensory memories down the memory hole. Even the coffee is rendered ineffective in stimulating the creative process. As friendly reminders about TSA regulation filter in yesterday might be an echo from a past life.

With a fifty percent chance of rain yesterday, day three of Bunbury Music Festival, all scheduling felt tentative. Sawyer Point looked as exhausted as many of the fest attendees. Grass laid down under the weight of so many stomping feet. Evaporated beer, among other unmentionables, warmed on the concrete. No amount of trash management can erase the days past.

500 Hundred Miles to Memphis started the day, as the crowd was chasing the sleep from their eyes and booze from their livers. This would be the only moment for regrouping with The Front Bottoms taking Yeatman’s Cove stage in thirty minutes. Shakey Graves, Jessica Hernandez & the Deltas, Reverend Peyton’s Big Damn Band, Atmosphere, and Manchester Orchestra all packed in the following three hours. This left the last couple hours of the fest with just Twenty-one Pilots and Snoop Dogg.

Reverend Peyton’s Big Damn Band overflowed with charisma and bombast. If Reverend Peyton’s was the Labrador of performances, Shakey Graves was the Greyhound, delicate, graceful, and beautiful. Twenty-one Pilots are incredible performers, and yesterday was no exception.

All the great music culminated with Snoop Dogg’s closing performance. He was late. He was late by forty-five minutes. He was backed by a couple of DJ’s, a vocalist, and a dancing human in a dog costume. He covered many songs. It was a disappointment, especially considering all the musicianship that was on display earlier in the weekend. Check this one off the bucket list.

Snoop Dogg

Snoop Dogg

Snoop Dogg

Snoop Dogg

Twenty-one Pilots

Twenty-one Pilots

Twenty-one Pilots

Twenty-one Pilots

Twenty-one Pilots

Twenty-one Pilots

Twenty-one Pilots

Twenty-one Pilots

Twenty-one Pilots

Twenty-one Pilots

Twenty-one Pilots

Twenty-one Pilots

Twenty-one Pilots

Twenty-one Pilots

Atmosphere

Atmosphere

Atmosphere

Atmosphere

Shakey Graves

Shakey Graves

Shakey Graves

Shakey Graves

Shakey Graves

Shakey Graves

Shakey Graves

Shakey Graves

Jessica Hernandez and The Deltas

Jessica Hernandez and The Deltas

Jessica Hernandez and The Deltas

Jessica Hernandez and The Deltas

Reverend Peyton's Big Damn Band

Reverend Peyton’s Big Damn Band

Reverend Peyton's Big Damn Band

Reverend Peyton’s Big Damn Band

Reverend Peyton's Big Damn Band

Reverend Peyton’s Big Damn Band

Reverend Peyton's Big Damn Band

Reverend Peyton’s Big Damn Band

The Front Bottoms

The Front Bottoms

The Front Bottoms

The Front Bottoms

The Front Bottoms

The Front Bottoms

500 Miles to Memphis

500 Miles to Memphis

500 Miles to Memphis

500 Miles to Memphis

500 Miles to Memphis

500 Miles to Memphis


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Bunbury 2015 Must See: Twenty One Pilots

This band isn’t exactly in my wheelhouse. But when I saw them at Bunbury a couple of years back their performance was really entertaining. When they took the stage the pianist launched off the top of his upright piano. The piano thudded to the stage; stage hands scurried to the rescue. But Twenty One Pilots didn’t miss a beat. Later in the show the drummer passed a platform to the crowd and set-up his kit there and played. Regardless of how you feel about the music, you will be entertained.