Few festivals conjure up historic page turners like . Dylan’s 1965 plugged-in performance is the stuff of legend that also happens to be true. But by the time the 70’s rolled around, the event fell on harder times and went dark until resurrected in 1985. These days, there still is nothing like Newport. The picture perfect setting, ’s presence everywhere and attendance capped at 10K; this is a fest just as as days of yore, whose acts are not about a paycheck and are on the bill regardless of . When asked his definition of “folk” recently, fest producer Jay Sweet told Jeffrey Greenblatt at JamBase that founder Wein considered folk as “anything that wasn’t jazz”. This fest has held true to that renegade spirit. In that same interview, Sweet went on to say that acts are booked because “I want them to play…the audience demands that you play…and the artist wants to play”. As noted recently, talent will often play for less, just to be a part of the Newport experience.

JBP_140727_NewportFolkFestival_TrampledByTurtles_007

So, it was my good fortune that at the end of an East Coast vacation, I was able to wrap the trip around the last day of the fest. Newport had been on the personal bucket list for some time, and while I missed the likes of , , Nickel Creek, , and among others, Sunday looked just as strong. , NOLA’s , fest vets , , Jeff flying solo, the perpetually awesome and closer made for a pretty impressive . But I also had my eye on the Deslondes, , , & the Survivors and Ed Helms’ Bluegrass Situation (not to outdo ’s Saturday appearance).

Approaching Ft. Adams State Park by a water taxi (OK, a skiff benches), the over the fort was noticeably at half staff. It wasn’t until later I learned it was in honor of Seeger, who appeared at every since 1959, and passed last year. Newport is a living to Seeger’s legacy. Surrounded by fort walls dating to the 18th century makes for intimate surroundings and Narragansett Bay as a backdrop, a dramatic setting. The scale of the event is completely intimate and easy, if not a little quirky to navigate. The buzz on the first few days was high, especially ’s Saturday closing set and “Goodnight, Irene” encore. The whole felt remarkably personal.

JBP_140727_NewportFolkFestival_LiefVollebekk_004

The forecast was dodgy, but other than a brief early-ish downpour, managed to go the right way. I headed to the Fort Stage for the Berklee Choir and found myself reduced to a puddle in pretty short order – totally unexpected and moving. My left coast disorientation led me to the Quad Stage, rather than the intended Harbor Stage for , only to be introduced to , who among other tunes, affectionately sang “Photographer Friend” (about a photographer friend, that’s a first in my book) before covering and Sigur Ros. A stage announcement called for possible severe thunderstorms and safety measures and right on cue, the skies briefly opened up, but the rumble stayed away.

JBP_140727_NewportFolkFestival_LonesomeTrio_001

At the Harbor Stage, Caitlan Rose brought some spunk and sharp accompaniment that was totally winning. Long before there was the Hangover, there was Ed Helms and the Lonesome Trio, who have been at it for some 20 years (something about hacky-sack at Oberlin College may have started it all) — “they play songs that they like and songs that get stuck in their heads”. and authentic. Bouncing between the Harbor and Quad Stages had me back for & the Survivors, with guest Spooner Oldham on keys, who were very solid indeed. Gregory Alan Isakov had the Quad Stage audience at rapt attention and repeaters, , owned the Fort Stage (later backing , as well).

JBP_140727_NewportFolkFestival_JeffTweedy_006

returned to Newport honoring Seeger with an “If I had a Hammer” sing along and that draws inspiration from the dustbowl to Dylan to growing up digital. One of the day’s highlights, for sure. Couldn’t myself for and . June’s set was a little delayed and overlapped with TBT, but a banjo accompanied “Rollin’ and Tumblin’” opener made it clear why her “organic moonshine roots ” is a unique voice that was totally appropriate for a Folk Fest debut. Trampled By Turtles had the Quad Stage crowd ecstatic, while Jeff flying solo more than held down the Fort (I only caught the start of ’s set, which also featured appearances by Jess Wolfe and Holly Laessig of , as well as ). The pin drop set of the day came from Irish singer-songwriter (Andrew -Byrne) at the Harbor Stage, which I wasn’t able to get to, but had people talking.

JBP_140727_NewportFolkFestival_RodrigoYGabriela_006

12 nylon strings and a taste for metal barely begin to describe the excitement, energy and intensity bring to their performances. These former buskers by way of and Ireland are seasoned and utterly captivating. To catch them playing to the neighborly Quad Stage at Newport, many of whom didn’t know what hit them, was off the charts

JBP_140727_NewportFolkFestival_MavisStaples_001

The fest closing slot went to Mavis Staples, who was introduced by Festival founder Wein, 86 (and “happy to be anywhere” at his age, let alone introducing Mavis Staples, who celebrated her 75th just a few weeks before). She had me at her take of the “Slippery People”, long before she covered “Respect Yourself”, “The Weight” (with guest Norah and of Dawes) and an all hands “We Shall Overcome” encore. Alas, I left before Mavis finished, my only real regret of a day in which I covered 14 of 21 acts in some form or another.

The Newport experience is to be treasured. Its roots are deep and true, and as alive and vibrant today as they were in 1959. This is a festival where people come to listen, to appreciate and to honor the music, the songwriters and their stories. Heck, it’s a festival where Jack White can freely roam the crowd, take in some tunes, a few Polaroids and not get hassled. That’s Newport 2014.