Voodoo ‘07

While wailing during the psych-jazz Liquidrone set at noonish, Casey McAllister flat out split his solid-body guitar in two with, I guess, the sheer power of unadulterated rock.

Then, during the circus-arts set from Aurora Aerial, I somehow busted my camera. No more pictures today, but the lithe ladies in leotards enchanted and mystified high above the Bingo Parlor with silks and trapeze. Overheard during the tightrope walker’s performance: “I bet that dude never gets a D.U.I.”

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