My wife and I spent Wednesday night and Saturday at the Winnipeg Folk Festival. There are elements of everything at a modern folk festival from big, flashy, commercial bands to one guy or gal with an acoustic guitar. Pete Seeger used to say that in the old days before commercialization, music used to belong to the people, and in every household there was someone who could play or sing who provided the entertainment on a Saturday night. At every folk festival there's someone like that. Someone who reminds me that despite pretenses, we're all just simple people trying to make our way. It's suprising how powerful those elemental connections can be if you let them inside. It never fails to bring a tear to my eye when I'm reminded that a lyric can be as simple and sweet as....
"There's a big old goofy man
Dancing with a big old goofy girl
Ooh baby
It's a big old goofy world."
John Prine
"There's a big old goofy man
Dancing with a big old goofy girl
Ooh baby
It's a big old goofy world."
John Prine
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