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Article & Photos By Jarrod Dicker Highline Ballroom, New York City June 23, 2010 “It’s always fun playing New York City,” Victor Wooten opined as he flaunted a grin that stretched from ear to ear. “This is where it all happens, right?” The grateful audience at Highline Ballroom exploded in merriment as Wooten humbly backed away from the microphone. “I tour a lot and it’s tough when you have four kids at home,” he continued. “My daughter asked me for a Victor Wooten doll this Christmas just so she could see me more often. Today I miss her more than ever.” In both professional and societal culture, Victor Wooten personifies the term “family man.” The youngest of five musically adept brothers (Regi, Roy, Rudy and Joseph), Wooten’s lineage is undoubtedly consecrated with the proverbial sangre azul ; grouping the family amongst other “musical monarchs” the Neville’s, the Mill’s and the Jackson’s. Dubbed by Victor as “the teacher,” older brother Regi began to coach the youngster in musi

moe. Live at Buffalo Rocks the Harbor on June 26, 2010. Set I: Intro Jazz Wank> 32 Things-> Billy Goat> Bullet-> Opium-> 32 Things(1) Set II: Intro Water-> Hector's Pillow> The Road-> Yodelittle> The Road Letter Home> Wind It Up-> Rebubula Encore (Story) Bearsong> Bullet (1)-Show Biz Kids (Steely Dan) Teases

Article & Photos By Justin Picard Saturday June 12th, 2010 My day began just three hours after the previous day had ended. Brandon, Phil and Tony all awoke bright and early and were on their way to other engagements. I was too excited to sleep, so I reached into the cooler for a couple of coffee drinks and withdrew the ol' journal from my backpack. I sat at our quiet camp as the sun reached towards the sky, writing about the previous day's events. In the distance I could hear a golf cart chugging along towards me as the hummingbirds and dragonflies danced in the morning air. The cart came within about five feet of my perch before coming to a stop. "Are the boys up yet?" Said the gentleman, referring to the Prowlers. "No. Not yet... We had a late night of pickin' and drinkin'..." I responded. "Nothin' wrong with that. My name is Burke and this is my wife. We're looking to get folks signed up for the band scramble, and we were wonderin

Grateful Dead Live at Winterland Arena on May 29, 1971. Casey Jones, Me And Bobby McGee, It Hurts Me Too, Promised Land, Loser, Playin' In The Band, Hard To Handle, Me & My Uncle, Truckin'-> Drums-> The Other One-> Wharf Rat, Sing Me Back Home, Cumberland Blues, Sugar Magnolia, Deal, Not Fade Away-> Goin' Down The Road Feelin' Bad-> Not Fade Away

Article & Photos By Justin Picard Friday June 11th, 2010 As I sped towards Leslie, Michigan from just north of the Detroit area; my phone rang. On the line was Ben Wright, Banjo-slinger for The Henhouse Prowlers. "Do you have any way of getting a hold of the promoter?" He asked. "We got a flat tire near Michigan City and can't it looks like we may not make our first set." I processed the information and said "I'll work it out." After a minute of brainstorming, I called my secretary (my mother) and asked her to gather all of the contact information from the Leslie Bluegrass Festival website. A minute later, I had a handful of phone numbers and I was making calls. I called the festival's hot line and was directed to the promoter, Burke's cell phone. I informed him of the unfortunate situation and he calmly stated that it would be taken care of and he'd see us soon. So I shot a text message over to Jon Goldfine, Bass extraordinaire. I

Will Bernard Projects Live at Highline Ballroom on June 7, 2009. 1. crowd 2. Baby Goats 3. banter 4. 571 5. banter 6. Aquafresh * 7. introducing Cheme 8. The Weasel * 9. banter 10. Blister 11. Magpie 12. Frontwinder 13. Cure All 14. banter 15. Maple Plank * 16. introducing Leah Siegel 17. I Got Loaded + 18. banter/encore break 19. Snakes & Spiders (?) 20. goodnights Will Bernard - guitar Robert Walter - organ Stanton Moore - drums Tim Luntzel - bass Guests: * = w/Cochemea Gastellum on sax + = w/Leah Siegel (Brooklyn Boogaloo Blowout) on vocals Recorded, Tracked, & Mastered by Scott Bernstein

Article By Andy Zimmer Photos By Greg Molitor Driving through the night from Chicago to Cleveland, with a car full of borderline insane individuals, I felt at times like I was in a scene out of “A Clockwork Orange”. The car catapulted itself down the highway, almost independent of my control. And the crazed conversations of my travel companions lent an air of dystopian humor to our progress. Drives like this are a test of one’s will and patience; and should not even be attempted by the inexperienced or elderly. Without the proper planning and preparation they can turn pretty ugly really quickly. Fortunately, for me and my passengers, this was not my first rodeo... destination Cleveland. The drive left me with plenty of time to get into my own head... analyzing, and then over-analyzing, the show from the previous night, wildly speculating what may go down at the next show, and trying to find perspective on a tour that was only one show old. You would think that, after years of doing the

Words and Pictures by Rex Thomson Writing this review of the Taste of Bloomington Festival, held last Saturday, June 19th, and the Cornmeal show directly following it Underscored a very important thing to me…I love my life. Let me please get that out of the way first and foremost. I may not have much by the way of regular riches, but the money I could swim like Scrooge McDuck through the money vaults of my spiritual wealth, my soul dividends! If I was to describe my personal nirvana, it would read like a giant music festival, and be full of the bands I love and I would be surrounded with those I love, the music fans. The devout. My people; my tribe. And you could bet your life that Cornmeal would be playing on that imagined line up, and doing a late night to boot! Where ever you are in the world whatever you are doing, find a way to make it work for you. Life is short my friends. Too short to waste any time with things that you don’t like doing. Some things must be done, t