Hootstock Festival

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In the picturesque rolling hills only twenty minutes outside 100 Mile House sits the storybook village of Forest Grove - a spattering of homes, farms, and a few community buildings comprise this village, and on the elementary school grounds is where we spent the weekend of July 27, at a lovely festival named Hootstock. 

Run by the kindest of people who not only headed up the entire event, booked a buttload of acts, and managed all the logistics, they also ran the kitchen, wandered around connecting with festival-goers and artists, and made sure everyone was happy. And for the hottest of hot weekends, we truly were. 

Connecting with people is what festivals come down to for us Kwerks. Whether it's other artists that we talk with over meals in the back rooms, volunteers who give their time and energy up for the love of the festival atmosphere, or festival-lovers of all kinds that come out to hear the music, our heart rests with the people. And Hootstock was GOOD for this. From one act to the next, you would never guess what "genre" of festival this was, because it jumped between genres faster than you could slip off your flip flops to have a barefoot dance in the grass. An all-girl punk rock band, a master of the spoken word, an incredible illusionist, a hilariously crass musical comedian dressed like a Dallas cowgirl, a folksy duo with 5 children, a 3 piece with gritty rock combined with magical soundscapes, and the list goes on. Such fun to be included in this array of sounds!

We the Kwerky duo played two sets on the main stage, and enjoyed the rest of the artists, the banter over meals and turns at the merch area, and cooling off swimming in the lake nearby. 

By the end of the weekend we felt full and happy and ready for the next adventure, which would be upon us in no time at all! 

Thanks to Steve and Astrid for all your work, the volunteers and the artists we connected with, the people who came out to enjoy the festival, the lake that cooled us down, the food truck that gave us ice cream, and the beauty of the place to relish as memories.