We went to the Farm Party, held by Cedric and friends in Walkerville, and it was just the way to spend a Saturday. No Honky-Tonk American-South shit. The Music was good Rock, inter-mixed with some mellow blue-sey rythms and fantastic interludes by guest musos who know where it's at.
I kept eyeing the pile of tree stumps, so very ready to be lighted for the bon-fire, but managed to contain myself this time round, and just enjoyed the music and good crowd. The beers were cold, and the Rum smelt like it should, smelly.
Good on ya Cedz. When's the next one?
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