The first band we stumbled upon was Back Door Slam, a wonderful delight as neither Fumo or I had heard of this British blues-rock trio, yet we fell in love instantly. They brought to mind Cream and early Zeppelin, and guitarist Davy Knowles will surely be a name that will be rising to the top. The crowd was captivated and you kept hearing whispers of “Who are these guys?” We rode them out until the end of their set. What a great way to start the festival, discovering someone new to tell friends back home and learn more about. Really, that’s the best part of festivals. Unless something spectacularly bad happens, I am already going to like headliners and known acts, but the new blood is the real treat.
Being a Laker fan, I decided to head over to the Cinema Tent to see what was happening in Game 4 of the NBA playoffs. They were up by a lot at the closing minutes of the second quarter. I decided to make my way in, while Fumo headed back to the car. The crowd was definitely pro-Boston and they grew wilder and boisterous as the Celtics took the game over and won.
The rest of my night was spent listening to the midnight sets of a couple of cover bands: the all-female Lez Zeppelin and Grateful Dead recreation Dark Star Orchestra. Both crowds appreciated what they were getting as each sounded pretty good, but after a long day and with prospects of seeing members of the real deal over the remainder of the weekend, I gave into my body’s need for rest.