This is starting to feel like the journal of a foreign legion soldier in the Sahara. “The sun beat down upon me as I trudged along the path….” Yes, it’s still hot. Nonetheless, the show must go on. Ravenhill brought no less than seven members on the band for their performance on the Underground Stage and they pulled in the crowd with some tight jamming rock that reminded me just a little bit of The Black Keys with soul and rock.
Later in the afternoon we swung by the press tent to hear Jeff Elbel and Mike Roe talk about their experiences at Cornerstone and their future works. With the end fast approaching, people are trying to grapple with putting words to what it will mean to not come back here next year. It almost feels as if people are going to show up on this farm next year with their guitars whether or not there are any speakers, amps, stages, or chairs.
Closing out the afternoon on the Chelsea Gallery stage, The Wayside played their last show here. John and Michelle Thompson introduced new music from Michelle’s new ep and even brought their daughter up on stage to sing with them. If anyone is surely profoundly impacted by the end of Cornerstone, it’s the Thompsons as they shift to a new paradigm and platform to share their music, just as many artists here at the festival will have to do.
I passed by Da MAC doing hip-hop on the Underground Stage on my way to see Golden Sun on the Michigan Stage, but alas, no Golden Sun. Since I now had some open time I wandered over to the Arkansas Stage where Sean Michel was well under way. Michel’s delta blues were so effective that he conjured up the very humidity of the Delta and soon the grounds felt like a swamp. Drenched in sweat, I spent the rest of the early evening at the New Band Stage. The New Band Stage this year was hosted on the Impact Stage, a generator stage that was pretty professional. Two piece band The Bends played and were joined by the violinist from Doug Mains and the City Folk before they played their own show of laid-back music on violin, accordian, and cello.
Finally the sun went down and Icon for hire took over the Underground stage. The band has grown in leaps and bounds since their days on the generator stages years ago and it was clearly evident that they are well in swing of touring as they had the crowd eating out of their hands. Some trampolines, super soakers, and covering House of Pain’s “Jump Around” helps, too. I thought about walking over to the Gallery stage to catch the end of Iona’s show but at that point in the day I had used up all my energy for day. I’m sorry I didn’t as it turns out Iona stretched out their show since the following band Aradhna arrived late. For the last show of the evening, Squad Five-0 entertained the crowd at the Underground Stage as the lead singer crowd-surfed, sprayed water into the crowd and kept us entertained with jokes about my hometown Georgia.
Starting today, we start to get into the hometown stretch with some of my favorite bands, The Violet Burning and The Choir closing out the evenings. Up to this point, I don’t think the reality of the finality of the festival has set in on me yet but I expect it to start becoming something I will have to seriously contemplate soon.