The need for music and revisiting old haunts

There's nothing quite like music to lift you up and pick up your spirits.  I find this to be especially true for live music.

Years ago, when I lived in Amherst and then Northampton, my friend jandrewworld introduced me to the Falcon Ridge Folk Festival, a couple of days of live music in the Berkshires just over the NY/CT/MA border.  

I haven't gone in awhile, but every year at this time, I find myself invariably thinking about the festival - sitting in the summer sun, listening to music, eating latkes, and finding some of the best new artists in folk music around.  Its because of Falcon Ridge and Andy, that I became a fan of Dave Carter and Tracy Grammer (who often performed there), fell in love with Erin McKeown's music, and gained an appreciation for Janis Ian.  It is in short , a great music festival.  

I'm thinking about going again this year- as its been too long - the festival is July 23rd-26th, and camping space is available on site. I don't think I want to go for the whole 4 day she-bang, but I may either day trip it or head out for a day or two.  If anyone else is interested, please let me know.  Conversely, if anyone has plans to go and wouldn't mind me tagging along - please drop me a line. :)

Its been a long time since I spent a day in a summer field listening to live music and hanging out with friends.  I miss it.