Yesterday we returned to Grolloo for the second day of the bluesfestival. Again without camera and though it didn’t feel as awkward, I’d have more than my share of moments that I cursed not having it with me. But most of all I enjoyed, no loved the acts on stage. Again.
Whenever John Mayall comes to the Netherlands, me and my dad go to one of the gigs. And John’s here this weekend. However, I’m not carrying my camera’s with me this time. And I seriously can’t remember the last time I went to a gig without cameras. This was the first evening of the two-day festival and I had the blues. Which wasn’t such a bad thing, I was at a blues festival after all