The music at the Peach Festival was always unreal. Every band brings their A game and you just expect magic. The Claypool Lennon Delirium was on fire. But it was a dark overcast day. The clouds kept getting darker as the music progressed. Off in the distance, you could see bolts of lightning flashing. Maybe it was just the acid butContinue reading “DELIRIOUS LIGHTNING”
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NAKED GUY
You’re just trying to have a good time enjoying the music. They tell you that all the crazies like to congregate on the field in a quasi mosh pit of sweat and flesh. A few of the crazy manage to work their way up to the nosebleed section to shatter your tranquil peace. Hey, you’re at Citi FieldContinue reading “NAKED GUY”
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