We're not gonna front. The BW A&E department didn't do a whole hell of a lot last week. After the round-the-clock madness of Treefort Music Fest March 22-25, we decided to keep a low profile, savoring the soft caress of a sofa cushion and the two-hour season premiere of Mad Men.
These quiet moments also gave us some time to reflect on the awesome insanity of Treefort. Here are a few top Treefort moments, culled from BW staffers and freelancers.
Josh Gross: "The buzz of energy seeing people walking from venue to venue," and "Finally getting rid of that real-estate-hogging pool table at Red Room."
April Foster: "Free clothes at the Community Closet thrift store" and "Positive energy and enthusiasm from the Treefort audience."
Jaclyn Brandt: "Sunday at the Main Stage. The weather outside was windy but warm. Everyone was tired but ready to spend another day there. There was still so much great music left. It was a great representation of the entire festival."
Sarah Masterson: "The final hours of Treefort, when beer cans were flying and people were jumping on stage at the Red Room."
Andrew Crisp: "The garishly dressed dancers (including cross-bearing guy) at the Main Stage," and "The impromptu elevator dance-party heading up to the Owyhee Plaza afterparty."
A couple days later, Crisp checked out Lost in the Trees and Poor Moon at Neurolux on March 28. Though he noted that Poor Moon went overboard sonically, with more instruments than members, Lost in the Trees struck the perfect balance.
"Led by frontman Ari Picker, the group also featured a large cast of instruments--everything from cello to violin to electric and acoustic guitars--but all that spice didn't sour the broth. The result was a nuanced ensemble."
When the band launched into an unplugged version of "All Alone in an Empty House," the bar sat in silent rapture.
The following evening, March 29, BW's Andrew Mentzer headed back to Neurolux, where he sat down with Electric Six frontman Dick Valentine.
When asked why the band keeps coming back to play Boise, Valentine said: "I love the Basque food and the people. Boise is filled with wonderful people."
After a full week of rest, BW's Sheree Whiteley pedaled to Garden City for the What Would Jesus Ride Alleycat Race on April 1. According to Whiteley, "the Garden City street became a mini Tour de France as racers mounted their steeds and swished through alleyways toward their first destination."
White-knuckled racers had to follow their manifests, and swing by at least three "drink stops"--including Q's Bar and Grill and the Navajo Room. The race ended at Payette Brewing, where "beards were judged, winners and dead-last losers were announced and Easter baskets filled with goodies were given out to racers clutching glasses of free Eight-Penny amber."