Day Three at Bumbershoot was also bright and sunny and blue-skied, the grounds of Seattle Center clogged with thousands of teens in flip-flops bringing back the short-short cut-offs. The highlight of anyone’s day was soul force of nature Charles Bradley–during his evening set on the Fisher Green stage, you could hear either him all over the grounds, or the roar of the fans. One of those heart-expanding festival moments came during the dance party that was the YACHT set, when 30 or so kids in the audience had their heads explode with joy on stage. On the arts side, a trio of Dublin novelists exclaimed at how nice everyone in Seattle was, even when you’re wandering around calling the Space Needle “the tower” like “an eejit.”
