Andy Bookwalter – On Saturday morning, the Canadians lost their drugs. The Canadians aren’t a band, they’re actual Canadians camping next to me in shanty town. I’m not sure why people from Canada need mood elevators in the first place, since they’re already insufferably pleasant, but there you go.
Andy Bookwalter – My full fashion report will come later, but what was going on with all the cloaked and staffed wizards at Sasquatch on Friday? It seemed like way too many too be a coincidence.
Andy Bookwalter – Danny Newcomb and the Sugarmakers members loomed large in the tangled, inbred hillbilly universe of Seattle music in the 80’s and early 90’s.
First on my Day 3 Sasquatch! Festival agenda was TacocaT, who were absolutely the perfect band to play what was, for most attendees, an “early morning show.” (It was 1:00 p.m.) The Seattle band’s pop-punk-surf party just plain ruled and, for approximately one million bonus points, they closed their set with “Crimson Wave” and were joined by a guest dancer in a giant red crab suit.
My second day at the 2014 Sasquatch! Festival started at about 8:30 a.m., which is a shame because the gates don’t open until noon and music doesn’t start until 1 p.m. The neighbor kids had liquor and hormones to pass the time; I had a box of donuts, coffee and Game of Thrones on the Kindle.
