Man Sandwich
For those ladies heading out to the Winnipeg Folk Festival this morning, I suggest you pack an Xavier Rudd Man Sandwich for the day. Close your eyes. Take a deep breath, like you’re about to go under for a undetermined amount of time. As you start to exhale, just hold it for a second longer. Dream of curling up in a hammock with this Aussie surf-folk didgeridoo (sp?) aficionado as the sun sets on a pristine white sand beach off the Pacific. Imagine the cool breeze in his hair. And in his beard. Oh yeah, the laid-back Rudd is just the ticket to help lose yourself in the music. The line between fantasy and reality becomes blurred (much like that picture). I know he broke hearts on the main stage Thursday, but let me check the program to see what stages he’ll be on the next two days….
Whoops. Sorry ladies. He’s already gone. One and done. Wham! Bam! Thank you X-Man!
The waves must be breaking heavy Down Under, I guess.
