The 2017 South of Hell- Summer Ground Score Tour is finally underway and with tales from the Suwannee Spring Reunion already writ in history books and police reports, the Nail Travels team is gearing the phat up for the month-long assault on the Spirit of Suwannee Music Park in oak-laden Live Oak, Florida.
The festival is done and gone and the hippies have receded back under their rainbow troll bridges. If there are any left scooting around, ask them to serve you up a bonne fide rainbow shot. Knock down a few of those bad boys and the campsite tends to get a bit more twisted and secluded once all the speakers have been loaded and the food trucks have hit the turnpike.
From the lost manuscript the “Black Shade of Dead Days and Wet Moss” Olde English Version 1612
“There are an infinite number of roads that lead to dereliction, mandible jarmish screamed over the sweet southern spacedog slide on the player. Still waving one arm around over his head for effect as he dialed down the butter a notch, mandible was definitely what one could consider a supporter of theatrics. Many of our founding fathers were actually pioneers of derelict behaviouring…in this new and glorious land. You know spacious skies and amber waves…he trailed off staring at a bright young tattooed flower roadside.
I have a list of quotes that most sleepy people find as interesting as you do…wake up slug…hey man. There’s a photo op and a bar right up here on the right”.
The inaugural Suwannee Spring Reunion showed up at the perfect moment in North Florida and throngs of campers and festival goers got to enjoy some of the best music, weather, and fun to ever show it’s sick face in the Sunshine State.
5 Revelations From The 2017 Suwannee Spring Reunion
- Advances In Hula Hoop Science: Recent technological breakthroughs from the Thatcher Mullins Institute in Helsinki have expanded on the existing framework regarding hula-hoop science. These girls have taken the glow ring business to the whole nutha level. Make an appointment and say the goodbyes to your face now so you’ll be good when it slides off. Move. Don’t think. Hula hoop girls are out there waiting for you and with a little shuck and jive, the world may just be your bivalve.
“Black Shade of Dead Days and Wet Moss”
Tuesday seemed a long time coming the week of the spring reunion at the spirit of the Suwannee music park. My illustrious friend and soon to be road dog, bait bucket was flitting about some mountainside villiages in Colorado country, so the packing for a month’s camping was left to myself and another and some little people that acted like children. We started pre-launch on Saturday, and by early Sunday morning, we had established an embarkation staging area.
Rolled up into two pickup trucks and an adventure wagon, we looked like some hell born cross between chitty chitty bang bang and the beverely hillbillies…which apparently is not a big deal in florida.
Two thirty three p.m. Monday we were northward bound. Camp was big enough to hold an army of ghengis khan’s pilliagers. Build it and they will come. And come they did. The line-up for the inaugural spring reunion was a veritable list of all time greats. Cast in amoungst those lions of music was a new brood of string players that strengthened the pride.
For those of you who enjoy camping, fun, bluegrass music and connection with others who also enjoy those lovelies, this is the place and event for your spring getaway.” -tm
- Folks Are Getting Older: As always on the Suwannee, there was a steady flow of the grooven solid, laid-back, family atmosphere that makes SOSMP the greatest festival destination ever. None of this explains or excuses the, almost lethargic attitude expressed by much of the camp at the Poncho Tree. The rowdiest moment of the entire festival was when D.J. Mostmilk attempted to tie his balding hair into a pitifully limp Kansas City man-bun while running naked through the brush with a wagonload of contraband bloody marys.
- Jerry Douglas and the Kings of Leister: The Nail Travels team has been enjoying the great Jerry Douglas since our first SOSMP festival in ’02, and this year proved to be another brick in the wall. Just when you thought it was safe to emerge from your hammock Jerry Douglas and the Earls of Leister brought their briefcase full of bluegrass to the amphitheater stage Friday night. All opposed to the likes of Flatts and Scruggs? Looks like the ayes have it.
— Jason Nail (@NailTravels) March 25, 2017
- Glamping Renaissance: As the primitive side of camping continues to become less primitive, the farm field continues to showcase some of the finest, fanciest camping methods anywhere. How many tents, ez-ups and tarps does it take to ambush a gaggle of rednecks screaming John Prine songs across from the largest bat house in the country.
Keep up with my favorite traveling partner and travel blog site Makobiscribe for more wrap up information and photos from Suwannee Spring Reunion. She is my most favorite travel writer and occasionally, she lets me rest in her tent.
“Black Shade of Dead Days and Wet Moss” cont.
Further on up the road, a little blurred, nearing light.
Come upon, a new fine day, trouble gone, fade with night.
Fetterless, shackle free, beauty is what beauty sees,
And all the days that were given me.
Around we go and the going’s good,
Welcome to thee humble neighbourhoods
We’ve got mushy peas for tots, and aloo Gobi
If you’re not.
It’s one long street, seen from above,
We’ve got things strange, things dark as blood,
Things dry as dust, in this church of bones.
But as with all invisible; quite rare, alone.
The wind, a blessing…come, comes love.
Come what may? Or may we right,
What we see fading in fading night?
Keep up with the Nail Travels team as we maintain our offensive position in Live Oak, minding our bidness and gearing up for Wanee 2017. See you at the amphitheater stage April 22.