From atop the large stage of the Telluride Bluegrass Festival, Adam Dirtz gazes off into the mountains while he sings the second verse of “A Long December.” During a guitar solo, he slides back into the shadows and attaches an […]
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I have become a vessel. The dance gods have taken over. It usually starts before dawn, first as a twitching in my right baby toe, which slowly extends upwards, through my foot, ankle, shin and knee. It pauses in my […]
Roaming through one of Town Park’s innominate gravel lanes, I plop myself ten feet from an impromptu jam session. Like most bluegrass jam bands, this one features a mandolin, guitar, banjo and cello. The Tiki Tent–its campsite venue–is decked out […]
My first day at the thirty-fourth annual Telluride bluegrass festival is my first brush with festival grandeur. Jim is our camp site’s chief of staff. He is lean with grey-hair and eyes that sparkle with the responsibility of task delegation. […]
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