It’s probably still drizzling outside, but I don’t know or really care. I’ve been sat in this little folding chair half way back in the main marquee at Didmarton bluegrass festival for the past hour or so. There’s an old time duo playing as I write. I’ve seen mates I haven’t met since this time last year. I’ve made new friends. I’ve listened to Brits playing bluegrass, and Americans playing bluegrass, I’ve heard classics and standards, brilliant originals, and a bluegrass Teenage Kicks. There are about 600 people here, the marquee is pretty full, there’s a cheap bar next door selling great local beer, and I can eat posh grub or chips with everything. Tonight the headliners are Front Country. Last night Rob Ickes & Trey Hensley blew everyone away. Get out and hear something live with your mates, it’s the absolute dogs gonads.
This is what music is about
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Have fun, sounds great.
Sounds great VV. Must get along next year. Anyways seems to collide with something unmovable.