And all the great times we know and love.
So apparently a small band was doing a Jimmy Hendrix cover night in a local bar. As it happens, it’s a band my dad’s a fan of. He also knows the guitarist and singer through his younger brother. Decided to go with him and check it out, and a friend was coming as well. It was pretty good, actually. Music was great, atmosphere was cool and the stage smoke was a bit annoying. Dad also met up with some people he knew and happened to encounter, which was pretty cool.
It wasn’t anything big, just a small stage in a relatively small place with a sizable audience. They even listened to our encore, twice. Good times. It really has that unique charm. The audio isn’t superb, not everything is in top-notch state, but that’s what makes it so special. Really cool to see.
I’ll keep it at that for today. Be back tomorrow with a new installment of Caves. (Right?)