I failed to catch it in this image, but the
Erie Blues and Jazz festival-goers are tent professionals. The giant tents with BBQ grills, carpets, and lounge chairs set up all around the perimeter of this free concert were impressive. Apparently the Museum might starting to charge rent for the best tent spots at next year's fest, which drew cries of "Foul!" and "Yuppies!" in the Erie blogosphere. The rain parted and the music came out. Real jazz is not very easy to listen to, and with the Rashied Ali Sextet (they added one to the Quintet recently) as the headliner, we got a heavy dose of real jazz. Ali was Coltrane's drummer for a spell. How 'bout them apples?
The festival took place in Frontier Park, which also hosts and
arboretum and a
labyrinth. This glowing dome is a small ampitheatre with stone seating against a hillside. I would love to live within walking distance of this park, in a house like this:
The houses of Erie are lovely and very undervalued. The county has the house above valued at $166K for 2006, according to my friend, the internet. Not too shabby.
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