"If there are airplanes flying overhead,'' said Gary Scruggs from the Banjo Stage on Saturday, "wave at 'em.'' Four planes flew overhead, and we waved. Over at the Star Stage, T Bone Burnett was playing an electric set when Angels streaked to and fro. On the to, the finger was raised; on the fro, Burnett cracked, "That's my manager in the airplane.'' The mood varied from stage to stage, and at one point, Billy Bragg went on so much about politics that some listeners wanted less musing and more music. But it was hard to be impatient when he was so positive about California. We lap that right up. "I've never seen so many people driving Toyota Priuses,'' he said. "This is America! You are driving little cars!'' On Sunday, Coward Brothers Elvis Costello and Burnett were so mellow that they even sang the cornball intro to "I Left My Heart in San Francisco'' as a lead-in to the old warhorse "San Francisco (Be Sure to Wear Some Flowers in Your Hair'').It was all very crowded, and every person who owns a big dog was dragging it through the crowd. Many music lovers may have even borrowed four-legged accessories for a bring-along-the-livestock bluegrassy effect. As for me, I was taken with the little girls. (Didn't see many boys. It's a stereotype, but maybe they were looking at the Blue Angels.) The girls were all over the place, and almost every one of them was dancing and spinning and deliriously out of control. Young enough to dance without worrying how they looked, they were drunk on the music. For those listening, and watching them, the euphoria was contagious. Thank you, Warren Hellman.
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Topic - Leah Garchik on HSB - LWR 09:10:07 10/10/06 (0)