It's not like a town-country thing where I'm a countrified bumpkin who's never seen a bunch of people in a city before, but I mean, people were everywhere: on foot, on bike, on anything rollable/pushable/rideable, just going places, heading to concerts, grabbing a bite to eat, stopping to rest, some playing music in the streets. It was a rare time of a collective human experience where one could feel a universal pulse of life beating through everyone.
Everyone who was out was there for the music, Austinite or out-of-towner. Austin is the city of music anyway, right? But everyone was there together, going about their business with a jovial air of shared humanity. It felt to me like what it must have felt like in Greenwich Village way back in the 60s-just that friendly, human community of collective doing. You know? It was a beautiful thing.
p.s. went to the Elephant Room, a jazz club downtown. saw AMAZING concerts from Raya Yarbrough and Alice Russell. If you like jazz/funk/blues/fantastic music, check either of them out.
rayayarbrough.com
alicerussell.com
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