The village at Squaw Valley was an epicenter of activity. There were independent merchants selling goods, food, plenty of people watching, and some really great lesser-known acts rockin’ the Casbah stage.
Elizaveta has the voice of an angel. I was wandering around looking for a yoga class and I could not help but stop and listen to her siren song.
Her lyrics were heart-felt and touching to counter the operatic vocals; think Regina Spektor meets The Phantom of the Opera.
William Fitzsimmons‘ introspective lyrics and airy guitar make for easy listening. He had gathered quite a crowd, but after his second encore, he quipped, “This is cutting into my yoga time.”
Sounds like he’s got his priorities right.
Just because I’m not big yet doesn’t mean you can forget about me.