We go every year and this year was no exception. After wandering amongst the Morris sides in
their amazing costumes and listening to some fine fiddle playing, we met up
with friends to watch some bands. We
were immediately mesmerised by the truly amazing “All the King’s Daughters” who
were Dutch twin sisters and singer/songwriters: Nina and Laura Phillips from Haarlem. You must check them out, their music is
hauntingly delicate but somehow full of joy and humour. They are on U-tube and have just released an
EP having got the money through crowd funding. I have already downloaded to my I-phone.
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| All the Kings Daughters |
After a few beers and watching Tanglefoot Appalachian Clog Dancers
at the Gordon Hotel, we then wandered around Rochester taking in more bands and
walking through the grounds of the awe inspiring Rochester Castle - scene of
one of the bloodiest sieges in British history which is now immortalised in the
recent film Ironclad.
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| Rochester Castle |
We then decided it was time to eat so retired to a local restaurant
and were amazed to get a seat and tucked into a hearty Italian meal.
Then as our friends headed home we decided the night was
young and we headed back to the real ale and our favourite band “Hobo Jones and
the Junkyard Dogs.” We have followed them for years - well before they hit the
big time at Glastonbury. (We were there to support in the front row). Outrageous, raw, funny but with hearts of gold
and amazingly talented. We
danced the night away with a crowd determined to have fun, bumping literally
sometimes into old friends. Both Hobo
Jones and the band before them - “Seagulls are Drunk”, (a French band from
Reims who play a mixture of Celtic and original material) were brilliant.
We left at midnight wondering where the time had gone and
when, if ever, our hearing would return.
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| Hobo Jones and the Junkyard Dogs |
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| Seagulls are Drunk |
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