I walked the Irish Fest grounds at lunch today. Weird. If not for the stray zip tie you'd never know we'd been there. It's funny how after a year's prep work, the weekend itself goes so fast. Like life, really, when you think about it. You're born into a sunshine of possibility, and through the glorious of springtime of you, you find yourself...
Sorry. I think I'm still a little drunk from the Sunday night after-party. Anyway, we're done, it's over and it went quick. That's the bad news. The good news for us: it's looking more and more like this was our absolute biggest, best and most successful festival ever, thanks to beautiful weather, a spectular staff, generous sponsors, a wonderful group of musicians, and mostly to you, who bother to leave home and come play with us every Labor Day weekend. The good news for you: you can relive the moments you love and witness the moments you missed, right here. The video isn't the best, but the audio is sparkling. So pour yourself a Boulevard, pull a lawn chair up to the monitor and let's turn the clock back a few days.
Hello Kansas City!!!
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