Got a flag hangup

I was going to take a nice shot of the American flag flying proudly in front of the North Dakota state capitol. But I was unable to do so, as there was a bit of a debacle at the top of the flagpole:

I walked into the capitol building (they’re open until 4pm on Sundays, if you didn’t know) and told the tour guide. She called security, and one of their guys came out to try to straighten things out. Grabbing the lanyard and trying to tease the flag into coming unstuck proved futile. Then I grabbed my telephoto lens and looked more closely.

It was already obvious that the flag was hung up on the brass eagle atop the flag pole. Unfortunately, closer inspection of this photo showed that our worst fear had come true: the wing tip of the eagle had poked a tiny hole in the flag, making it almost impossible to get free without a crane. So we were forced to give up.

Hopefully, since there will be a skeleton maintenance crew on duty Monday, they’ll be able to get the flag situation repaired for Independence Day on Tuesday.

First Annual “The Campout”

Saturday night was a great night of music, hangin’ out, campin’ out, the works. My musician buddy Luke Graner organized the first annual “The Campout” at a location that remains undisclosed here. So what was the campout?

Basically it was a big ol’ open tent with a bunch of amps and stuff set up, with local musicians jumping in and out of the mix. Stacy and I didn’t camp because we had church early in the morning, but we did get to hang out for plenty of incredible, experimental music.

In addition to Luke and his friend Neal Peterson, both formerly of Curious Yello, members of local bands Fat Dad, Gypsy Foot, and Public Market rotated in and out of the jam, which was pretty much non-stop. It was great listening to them sit and brainstorm and gel. Many people brought blankets to hang out and listen, setting tents up in the periphery.

I particularly liked when the sax and trumpet kicked in, and there was one point where the bass line was driving a mellow groove with the keyboard dancing around in there. Each session was a journey, not necessarily one with a destination. Thanks, Luke! Even without bring our camping gear, we had a great time.

You can find out more about these bands at cozymusic.net.