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Telluride
Bluegrass Festival: 30 Years |
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| Starring: Sam Bush, Béla Fleck, Tim OBrien, Nickel Creek, and
many other artists Directed by:
Michael Drumm |
Original Broadcast Date: 2004
DVD Release: 2005
Released by: Rounder RecordsDolby
Digital 5.1, Dolby Digital 2.0 stereo
Fullscreen |
The Telluride
Bluegrass Festival assembles recording artists annually in Colorados San Juan
Mountains. The DVD video Telluride Bluegrass Festival, recorded on June 19, 20, 21,
22 of 2003, presents 19 select performances from the 30th-anniversary Festival. Tastefully
brief backstage scenes and interviews punctuate the wide range of musical styles that now
visit the Telluride stage -- from traditional folk to rock-rhythm bluegrass to Grateful
Dead-like tunes with full drum sets and elaborate keyboard rigs. The sound and mix hold up
throughout, even when some 15 jammers take the stage.
I found the fourth track -- Delbert McClintons
"Two More Bottles of Wine" sung by Emmylou Harris with the Sam Bush Band -- the
first really engaging one. The initial three are lyrically mediocre soft-rock-style love
songs that do not anchor the DVD in the tradition on which the Festival is based.
Unfortunate, since material from the very same master grassers could accomplish that.
A "Going to Glasgow" medley by the Alison Brown
Quartet and "Runaway Train" by Kasey Chambers are excellent tracks. In Ivy
Rorschacts "Human Fly" performed by The Horse Flies, we find bluegrass
adopting even some of rocks "edgier" traits: Byrne-like pseudo-psychotic
physical and vocal gestures. The Waifs are a fine, straightforward band, with a
member-penned tune that sounds traditional. The Andy Irvine tune "Sabra Girl"
performed by the brilliant young group Nickel Creek is the discs most delicately
delivered item. A couple of "Telluride Jams," one traditional, one a Bill Monroe
classic, are appealing but not glorious on the home screen, ending on something of a
you-had-to-be-there note.
But what we hear isnt what the concert audience
heard. We see members of the audience and know theyre attending a performance of the
music were viewing, but the musicians voices and instruments jack into mixers
that take both branches of a fork in Audio Road: one to DVD and CD Land (Rounder offers a
CD of the same Festival), the other to giant speakers unloading into space with thousands
of human ears nearby.
Both are fine, and the recorded sound may at times surpass
the live sound. But the DVD, by putting me in various visual perspectives in relation to
the stage, asks me to participate in the fiction that I am experiencing a concert. At
least the CD based on the same concert is saying only that heres a recording of some
music people heard at such-and-such a time and place.
The DVDs extras, on the other hand, contain material
the concertgoers didnt experience. Have they missed much? Not to denigrate
anyones heroes, but these folks are superb musicians, not philosopher kings. Would
their comments about the festival, togetherness, and the like provoke much thought if we
didnt know who they were? For the most part, I dont think so. As I said,
though, the interviews and pickup jams are tastefully brief -- I think the producers
recognized the limitations. |