All That Jazz
The Uptown Waterloo Jazz Festival may have needed temporary bailing on the weekend, but the music was better than ever. My wife and I happily sat through the friday night card. We got there early enough to secure seats in the 4th row. By the time Molly Johnson was ready for her encore I turned around to look at the crowd and was stunned at how many people had crammed in behind us. The oddest thing though. I wasn’t wearing the loudest shirt this year. I have to update the wardrobe.