There was a guy from the local sheriff department emceeing. I liked his style.
Unfortunately (especially for the person responsible for all the sound equipment), a thundershower drove the band offstage and under a little tent next to the stage. The spectators grabbed a bale of hay to sit on under the tent and the show went on. The cozy informal setting and the acoustic sound made for a great intimate concert. I did a little people watching under the tent, and that probably entertained me as much as the band.
Stay tuned for another post on Cotton Ginning Days.