This is not my photo because taking out an iphone to grab a shot would have taken me out of the experience. Almost unconsciously, I migrated closer and closer until I was against the stage just below the microphone, buffetted and immersed. An experience that compared more to the intense sweat lodges I've done than to any other "show."

Thanks to Grayson Currin and Hopscotch for this -and for curating a major music festival with the same depth of personal expression that drives art. 

Photo by Rasha Kahil (photoblog: la gueule du monde)