He shaved his head, shirtless while chatting with the cook. In the open, glancing into a little round mirror at the side of the kitchen, purple soap at hand, the award-winning flautist Keith Waithe was (figuratively speaking because he has little to speak of), letting his hair down to giggles from the cooks.
It was that kind of festival.
What happens in Rock View really should stay in Rock View but how many times does one get to laugh, dance, sing, and act a little bit crazy in the grass under the burning stars of the Rupununi skies while flickering shadows reveal people in costume, the next act in the celebration that was the Rupununi Music and Arts festival.
It was music and more. Music plus if you may. New, sure; eclectic, certainly; fun, definitely. Where else would you stumble upon THE Keith Waithe shaving his head, shirtless in front of a mirror while chatting with the cook? Or sit at breakfast with Aref Durvesh the tabla artiste from the UK while he straight-facedly asked a volunteer whether it
