Is it over?
For the first time in three weeks, a day in my Google Calendar is completely, utterly empty. There’s nothing there but the date – June 11 – and a blank expanse of white space. My brain is fried, my innards are pickled, my back is killing me, and my culture tank is fully topped off. It was fun, it was swell, it was grand, thank god it’s finally over.
For the thousands of picnickers, artists, festival administrators, and, yes, reporters on the greensward at Middleton Place yesterday afternoon, the Spoleto Finale was a gesture of wild indulgence at the very end, a finger in the eye of restraint. As the last firework burst, a sigh and a cheer went up from the crowd, and Spoleto Festival 2007 joined 30 others in the past tense.
I’m off to write a wrap-up overview for the paper at the moment. But on Saturday, I sat down with Post and Courier overview critic Josh Rosenblum, as we did last year, and recorded another post-fest podcast interview, in which we together pick apart the big picture of the two festivals and muse over some of our favorite, and least favorite, moments from the past three weeks. Spend a few minutes with it. You won’t regret it. In the meantime, I’ve got some chin-stroking to do. More thoughts on What It All Means after deadline...