In fact, it cleared up only for ilyAIMY, apparently. The skies grumbled and opened up only one song into the Even So set, and we in the audience huddled under a tent through the worst of it. Sharif and I took advantage of a break in the clouds to get some food and a beer, and managed to visit the petting zoo and to hear Blue Oyster Cult sing "Don't Fear the Reaper." Then we gave up. Back to the car just before the hard rain started again, and back to his place to doze on the couch while the kids outside with firecrackers competed with the thunder.
Today I feel that I have the beginnings of a cold, and I wish only to sit in a hot bath. Alas, I fear it is not to be.