After looking forward to a day of discoveries at Jazz Fest Friday, I ended up missing both Paloma Faith and Gurrumul. I hope to do better Saturday. Last year The Soul Rebels played one of my favorite sets, so I look foward to them and Big Freedia, the latter because bounce artists rarely do more than 20 minutes on their own, so I want to see if Freedia can make a full show out of the sound.
Davell Crawford has a history of being flighty, but I'm hopeful for his tribute to Fats Domino. Crawford's a dazzling pianist, but Fats' songs call less for techincal acompishment than commitment to Domino's directness.
Although Taj Mahal remains on the schedule, he's out due to illness. Big Sam's Funky nation was rained out last week, so he'll take Mahal's spot.
Make sure you drop in Economy Hall at some point. I often grab my first bite of the day there and put on sunscreen, and that served me well yesterday when I lucked in Tom Sancton's band. Tomorrow I expect I'll hear Connie Jones over breakfast.