Er…did you guys show up? I looked for you, I really did. I hung around the designated meeting place for nearly an hour before dashing off to catch Amberhawke’s next set. It was kind of hard to spot people, since most people had hoods up, but I should have been quite visible (as the only guy fool enough to stand out in the cold rain in a tshirt). I spotted some of my IFGS friends easily enough.
Ah, well. It would undoubtedly have been more fun with you guys, but I had a good time anyway–any day I can catch two full sets of Amberhawke is a good day, and I found some music and an instrument I’ve been looking for.
The rain made it crowded in the buildings, but that gave me a chance to get a good look at the makeup of the festival crowd. The mix was interesting–I saw Rennies, LARPers, folkies, crafters, Goths, metalheads, young punkers, and even a surprising number of yuppies (they were the ones who looked at me oddly when I sang along with the band). I don’t believe I’ve ever seen such an even cross-section of all those groups anywhere else. There was much less audience participation than I’ve come to expect at Faires–I’m not sure if it was because the lower percentage of Rennies increased the self-consciousness index (it’s hard to be self-conscious around Rennies–no matter what you’re doing, odds are that they’re making a bigger spectacle of themselves than you are), or if it was just because fewer people in the crowd knew the words. Either way, it was a bit disappointing–I like the choral feeling of singing along with a crowd. Amber did at least manage to get an entire audience to chime in on the chorus of “Johnny Jump-Up”.