Savannah Stopover Festival: Day 3 Review & Pictures
After two soggy and fantastically music-filled days at the Savannah Stopover Festival, it was nice on Saturday to be treated to an absolutely perfect early-spring day. The weather set the vibe for the music we’d be seeing that day, with most of our Saturday acts falling under the roots-rock or Americana heading. After two wild, music-filled nights (check out our coverage of day one of the fest here and for day two, click here) it was nice to be able to bask in the glorious spring Savannah sun.
The pickin’ came early and often on Saturday from Wild Child, The Whiskey Gentry and Hurray For The Riff Raff. Each female-fronted band offers up their own take on twangy folk, and all three bands played excellent sets. Atlanta’s The Whiskey Gentry already had scored points in my book for getting their name from a Hunter S. Thompson quote and their country fire was an engrossing way to start the afternoon. Lead singer Lauren Staley has a gorgeously heartbreaking voice that is 100% classic-country, and can be positively riveting at times.
The Whiskey Gentry:
Alynda Lee Segarra’s folk collective Hurray For The Riff Raff was up next at Moon River Brewing company, and her set to a packed house was great. Segarra’s songs are largely derived from her compellingly independent life as a train-hopping teenager who left her home in NYC with basically nothing, living the vagabond musicians life before finally settling (fittingly) in New Orleans. Hurray For The Riff Raff is a very intriguing project and one well worth your time.
Hurray For The Riff Raff:
Next up was a series of free sets at Ellis Square in the heart of downtown Savannah from a handful of Nashville bands: Los Colognes, Clear Plastic Masks and The Weeks. All three bands dabble in rock that is of the American South, with Clear Plastic Masks emerging as my favorite. Clear Plastic Masks’ brand of southern rock is tempered with a bit of Stax soul thrown in, as is evident in their terrific tune “Baby Come On”.
Clear Plastic Masks:
Los Colognes and The Weeks also played solid sets, and I was a bit taken aback at how packed the square was by the time The Weeks’ set began. The band’s stage energy is palpable, and the entire front row was jubilantly singing along to nearly every song.
At this point in the evening, to paraphrase the aforementioned Dr. Hunter Thompson, the possibility of full mental and physical collapse was now very real. There were so many intriguing sets over the weekend, and we strained to see so much that a deep and joyous sleep was pretty much the only option left for us at this point. Savannah Stopover was a fantastic experience overall, and something that I plan on making without a doubt an annual pilgrimage. Small fests like this doing such a great job certainly deserve our patronage, get out there and support them folks.