JannyLou and I went to the Southern Arizona Blues heritage Foundation Blues and Heritage Festival.
It was held at Reid Park's Demeester Bandshell, a structure neither of us had known about.
There was a sound system that went up with the event
and there was a really big tent covering the roadies.
Actually, they weren't roadies since there was no traveling involved.
Their t-shirts identified them as TP&R Sound Crew.
Nobody told us that there would be no chairs.
Nobody told us that there would be no shade.
Obviously, most everyone else had been there before
They came prepared.
JannyLou and I shared some shade behind these folks,
who came with side panels for their shade.
There were umbrellas everywhere we looked
Since we were lying on the yoga mats we could kinda sorta see through the people and beneath the canvas.
It didn't really matter. We didn't know the musicians and we didn't need to watch them.
The sound was enough.
The event attracted a certain demographic.
I really liked his shirt, but he disappeared before I could ask him for the details.
Our community radio station made a funny punny fan.
I'd have laughed harder had there been any left for us to enjoy.
There were very cool hats
We were too uncomfortable to stay to see Elvin Bishop, but we didn't mind at all.
We'd spent the afternoon outside, listening to live tunes, surrounded by Tucsonans.
No one recognized me.
Everyone was focused on the music.
It was a wonderful day.