We'd been invited to go before, but this was the first time we'd actually made it there and it was incredible, much better than Bob Dylan. With a heavy emphasis on southern rock the music was outstanding. Whoever wanted to play just plugged in and joined in, during one song there were 5 guitars, 2 drummers and a keyboard.
Our friend J.R.'s granddaughter is learning to play guitar, she's 8, and she joined in for a couple of songs too.
Still don't know why it's called a rat killing unless it's because sometimes the music is so loud it kills all the rats in the neighborhood.
What a wonderful afternoon we had. Can't wait till next year.
you guys are too great - love that you meet all these bands - have never heard that expression!
ReplyDeleteLooks like a lot of middle aged men who have longings meeting up to play and enjoy themselves. I love it.
ReplyDeleteI love days like this when everyone gets together and has fun, theres nothing quite like it x
ReplyDeleteSounds like that's the kind of music so good it brings tears to my eyes. And nothing like live music!
ReplyDeleteMaybe it's called a rat killing because everyone is so busy stomping their feet to the beat.
. . I'll go off and check with Professor Google.
I live in a little town with a lot of musicians. There is an "squeeze box" group whose talent I truly envy. I cannot imagine playing a concertina.
ReplyDeleteAll of them have regular amateur gigs. The one I like the most is Music on the Porches, and small groups play all over town and people come to admire their talent.
Ok you fooled me there , phew it wasn't a rat!! Sounds like lots of musical fun.
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