Father John Misty; Photo: Gavin Paul

Maybe it was the old Fort Adams canons aimed about the stage that J. Tillman of Father John Misty got all riled up over, but the old Fleet Fox-er opened up the first rant of the festival in the afternoon heat of Day Two, taking serious aim at the “fedoras” and “Prius’” set and their “God damn responsibility” to say something with “their damn songs,” pausing “Fun times in Babylon” in its last verse to lace the renegade biblical metaphor right and tight: [LISTEN]

"Fun Times in Babylon"

Who exactly Tillman was aiming his screed at is up for debate, and quickly he lightened the mood, promising “smooches and cinnamon buns” for putting up with him. It was a necessary shot though, one that pays respect to decades of artists that once stood before him, that we’ll get to after the fest wraps up, here.

In the interim, there was no shortage of acts with a distilled emotion, if not message to tap, whether the gospel according to Jim James, Frank Turner‘s cockney punk country mockery that “there is no God,” new gen Jack & Meg, Shovels and Rope, validating the playing of rock and roll at a folk festival, The Lone Bellow‘s holy harmony swell of John Prine cover “Angels From Montgomery,” curing every lonesome soul in a 50 mile radius, Justin Townes Earl‘s homages to Hank Williams and blues, or the mass throaty cathartics of The Avett Brothers ending the day with a meditative a cappella chant of “I and Love and You.” Stay with us for Day Three, as we hit the home stretch before our full feature:

The Avett Brothers; Photo: Gavin Paul Shovels and Rope; Photo: Gavin Paul 'Blessed are the Dancers and Standers; Photo: Gavin Paul Letters on the wall of Fort Adams; Photo: Gavin Paul Another Newport sunset; Photo: Gavin Paul