And what a week it was! I think Aaron was one of the hardest working musicians at the festival with 7 stringmansassy gigs, 4 solo shows and a book launch. He survived as did we all…the rain, the mud, the ‘duf’ and the enormous week that is Woodford.
Woodford has evolved and changed since we last ventured onto its stages but it is and will always be a festival to cherish. A festival which showcases the heart and soul of music, the rich and vibrant multiculturalism that makes up our Australian and world communities and one that still manages to nurture the ‘sacred’ and the ritual in tangible form. I hope that this essence transcends all the musical and societal trends that are to come and that the ‘heart’ of this very special place continues on for the 500 year vision of this festival.
We thank the organisers and all involved in creating the living breathing entity that is ‘Woodfordia’. You do a magnificent job!! Thank you for once again welcoming stringmansassy to your stages. It is always a magical experience! And my final thought to those who – with us – braved the rain, the mud and the slush…..how fortunate and blessed were we that, for a week we chose to live in tents and could escape the sometimes difficult surroundings and immerse ourselves in music.
So for me, the highlights of my week at Woodford…. Seeing complete unadulterated joy, illuminate the face of my five-year-old and she twirled to an Irish jig with myself and her godparents. Performing at 4.30am in the clouds, the mist and the rain – with Buku (Mongolian throat singer), Tenzin (Tibetan vocalist), another female Tibetan vocalist, a Shakuhachi player and Dig player – for the dawn of the New Year. And finally, our final stringmansassy song of our final show on the Concert Stage – ‘Red On Blue’…it took my breath away!!!
Love, wishes and blessings for the New Year to you all……xox