Telluride, Pt. 2

...imagine you're having a really bad day at work, one of those days when everything takes twice as long to do as it normally does, one of those days when everything you touch turns to shit, sort of a King Midas in reverse...now imagine doing this amplified by thousands of watts, illuminated by thousands of watts more and all this in front of ten thousand people...
...such was the case for Glen Hansard, when his band The Frames closed the show saturday at the festival...though i didn't see the show, it was related to me by several trusted sources that he basically had a meltdown and as a result the set was a bit of a downer...
...so, there was a good deal of anticipation preceding the show the next evening by The Swell Season, which is basically The Frames with the addition of Marketa Irglova...as said in a previous post, their show was stunning...still reverberating in my head two weeks later...
...but one of the most gripping parts of the show was when Glen Hansard apologised to the crowd for having had a bad show the night before...it was quite heartfelt and humble and he really endeared himself to the audience in doing so...
...another memorable part of the show was when all of a sudden the sky was filled with marshmallows...definitely a conspiracy afoot to have thousands of marshmallows flung into the cool mountain air at the same moment...in all my days, i've never seen such a thing...
...earlier that day a freakish thunderstorm rolled through, but instead of dropping rain, or even hail, this storm produced mini-snow cones (minus the paper cone) that exploded with a "poof" when they hit the ground...like the marshmallows, never witnessed that before...seems like a beautiful place to spend the summer, but at the drop of the first snowflake, i'd be desert bound...