Well, it's been more than a week since I arrived in Austin for this year's Austin City Limits Festival, so it's probably time I wrap up all my writing on the topic and move on to something else. (Is there some other festival this weekend?) For those of you looking for the week's notes, look no further than my archives. To conclude, a few big-picture thoughts on the festival as it was, along with some on how it could be. ACL Fest is an exceedingly well-run festival. I mean, when the worst things you can say about the weekend is that the sounds from sets occasionally bled into one another (Alejandro Escovedo had his amps turned up, making the Swell Season set not quite as hushed as it might have been) and that there could probably be a few more water fountains, well, then, you done good. Sets started on time, shuttle buses were plentiful, there were lots of things to do, and the grounds were about as immaculate as you could expect. (Seriously, they decided to give t-shirts and other swag away to people who brought recyclables back in big plastic bags. What a genius idea -- I'm not sure I saw a single stray can or plastic bottle the entire weekend.)

So I've been writing a lot about the 2008 edition of the Austin City Limits Festival and about the Austin Kiddie Limits stage in particular, but I thought I'd let Miss Mary Mack have a few words about her experience... Zooglobble: So who was your favorite musician or band? Miss Mary Mack: Uncle Rock. [That's her rendition of Uncle Rock there on the left -- that's Robert's 9-year-old son Jack, who accompanied him on stage, wearing his big hat on the right.]