Dreaming of Telluride Bluegrass Festival
Nestled in the tall live oaks swaying with the spanish moss in the breeze, I felt the wind rustling through the tall trees. While the hammocks swayed the bluegrass played and I was introuduced to this wonderful music on stage. It was new to me and brought forth by bluegrass’ celebrities. They revelled in playing their instruments. We caught the notes and climed from our tents. We had to see what river flowed so free. The sun broke through the clouds and I heard clear and loud…something brand new. A musical stew. A potent brew. It was Sam Bush and his krewe. They were jamming and hamming and thigh slamming. What a cacophony, tryly….the best! Was this a test? No, it was an introduction…It stimulated introspection. It opened doors to new selections. New tempos, for dancing flows. New sounds echoing all around. I was excited. Tiki torches lighted. Banners streamed. Children screamed. A river ran through it….alll of a sudden we knew how to do it. We were hoppin’ and skippin’, grinnin’ and strummin’. We got caught up in a timelessness that we were having fun in. It was magic beyond the tricks we’d seen in the past. And, boy did it light a fire that lasts. I still get chills up and down my spine, when I recall this bluegrass find. Imagine my surprise, when things reached a crescendo and out came Bela Fleck, David Grissman, Vassar Clements, Tony Rice and others who played to no end, WHOA. What a wonderful wonderland full of fine folks. Since then I dream of Telluride and the cool breeae and the Colorado oaks. I bit there are pines and spruce and evergreens galore. When I go to Telluride, I know there’s more in store. It’s a big beautiful green box canyon. Where we can go barefoot and dance in abandon. Full of love and light and fabulous sights. And music fills the air both day and night. You see, its more than a dream, it’s a reality! I’m on my way to Telluride to tell all of the wonder I see. Thanks for this opportunity.
Sincerely,
Robert Jeremy Platt MD
aka Petdekat@gmail.com
May 4th 2010