Devon Gilfillian can break a heart of stone. The control that oozes from this man is exhilarating: sweet and soft backstage, an absolute machine on the buhne. Backed up by a toughened groove machine, he delivered a set that ranged from free flowin’ soul to down low blues. And that voice… sexy like Marvin Gaye on the town, rough like Ben Harper the day after. The grand finale - a postmodern remake of The Last Waltz with the lads from True Strays as special guests - was a worthy apotheosis of the first day at Rootsy Summer Fest: an explosion of joy and musicianship, paying tribute to the roots… real music for real people, as promised. F*ck Fake!