Wintergrass review: Day Two

By weeklyvolcano on February 24, 2007

It was about 9:30 p.m., during a Chris Thile set, that I decided to wander about Wintergrass, and see what everyone was up to.  Good thing I left the Pavilion when I did.  At the elevator I ran into a certain Texas band member, who in a drunken rant, proceeded to tell me of a “rockin” party in their suite.  Curiosity consumed me, and after grabbing one last brew, I headed up.  Hey, who wouldn’t want to see what it’s like to party with a bluegrass band?

The elevator opened and surprisingly, people were everywhere.  They were leaning against walls playing guitars, and some other stringed instruments.  There were so many, I didn’t pretend that I could tell them apart.  Plus, I may have had one too many cold coffees, if ya’ know what I mean. 

They were gracious hosts and fed me plenty of beer and carrots, a little strange, but tasty.  They even stopped a random guy from trying to pee out the window, which he couldn’t get open.  Now that could’ve been messy.

I wandered back downstairs in time to catch a bit of Hot Buttered Rum in the Sheraton Tacoma Hotel Ballroom, but I missed Tim O’Brien. 

Son of a hillbilly!! 

Luckily, I have two chances to catch him tonight, plus I’m stoked to see Crooked Still. 

Overall, the evening was a success.  I saw some great bands (The Greencards, Jerry Douglas), and drank so much that I was home in bed by 1 a.m.  I finally got to play an instrument, after a band member trusted me with his mandolin. 

Victory is mine! â€" Julie Jordan