Still catching up on summer posts...
In July, A and I went to a new (for us) festival on the north side of the city. It was the 14th annual Folk & Roots Festival, and it was our favorite one of the summer this year.
This festival is sponsored by the Old Town School of Folk Music, which focuses on teaching, honoring and presenting American and International artistic traditions and styles. There were some amazing artists and types of music we've never heard before.
The day started off with the Midwest Fiddle Championship. They were holding the final rounds for the group and family divisions. I've never heard such amazing fiddle music. There was quite a crowd.
This group played traditional Mexican music. The girl on the fiddle was outstanding (they won!).
A and I liked this duo the best and thought they should have won. (I think they got 3rd.)
I loved watching the lady in this group with the wooden clappers.
The family division was really just two kid groups. Oh my gosh, they were mind-blowing! They wowed everyone in the audience.
These girls were the "Fiddle Billies". Love the name and the hand-drawn freckles!
Next up was the Tuning Pegs.
I loved this girl's blue violin - really cool way to personalize it.
Next up was a Jewish jug band. We pretty much just wanted to find out what a Jewish jug band was. Apparently it consists of a washboard, washtub bass and banjo, plus other instruments. They were so fun.
They called themselves The Schticklers and played a hilarious song about Bagels & Cream Cheese. Extremely catchy. (It's in my head right now!)
They also played a song that went "Oy! My head! It hoits so bad!" during the chorus. And swap "head" for other body parts. Hilarious.
The other forms of art included a live mural painting.
We also checked out the Dance Tent, just in time for me to learn Tahitian dance (done in time with traditional drums). It was really fun, but very tiring!
Before heading home we watched some examples of traditional Peruvian Folk Dance.
The instruments they used were really cool. A bunch of sea shells.
A jawbone.
I loved how they used small stuffed llamas in the dances!
The last dance told a story about a woman running from a bull. The expressions on the dancers' faces were priceless.
All in all, well worth the entry fee and hike up north!





























































