A real life, living, live and alive, amplified bluegrass band? I don’t care if the setlist was uninspired (and more country than bluegrass), the female lead singer had an old school somewhere-between-Patsy-Cline-and-June-Carter vibe and the bass player was super cool with my son. Live music is in my DNA. It seemed like such a simple pleasure 10 months ago and now, now it’s the kind of thing I would drive a thousand miles to see.
After dinner, we strolled the streets of Sarasota enjoying the art and the quiet.
After a full day of adventuring through botanical gardens, it’s hard to imagine a better close to the day.