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The music at the Peach Festival was always unreal.  Every band brings their A game and you just expect magic.  The Claypool Lennon Delirium was on fire.  But it was a dark overcast day.  The clouds kept getting darker as the music progressed.  Off in the distance, you could see bolts of lightning flashing.  Maybe it was just the acid but the lightning seemed synchronized to the music.  I kept thinking, “Man, this almost seems like a special effect.” But of course an effect that good would require some serious technology and some serious scratch.  Delirious lightning can be its own reward.

most delirious

the bassline echoes thunder

psychotic nature

Slowly it begins dawning on me that this is real lightning off in the distance and a hard rain is gonna fall on the concert field real soon.  This when you start noticing that other people are beginning to hurriedly pack up their lawn chairs and fold up their blankets.  The wind is getting more intense and the sky is starting to spit on you.  Damn, this might be as good a time as any to pack up your own shit and head for cover.  It will be crowded and humid under the pavilion but at least it will provide a modicum of protection.  You rouse your friend to begin the move to safety.  The music is soon cut short and you are now crowded with a bunch of other folk under a pavilion waiting out a storm.  It still is funny thinking of how well the lightning was synchronizing with the music.  It was almost like telepathy.  I suppose acid is a funny drug as it leads you to think of such things.

synchronicity

delusions of neon lights

lightning as lasers

It was a brilliant set cut short.  The storm was pretty intense but we were relatively safe and had hid until the weather passed.  There would be music again shortly.  Trey Anastasio would bring out his band to help us forget about the thunderstorm.  Eventually, you do come down from the trip.  It’s always nice to still be alive and still listening to music.

the music did pause

but rhythms of life survive

live another day