Okay. So I guess there is no other way to say it: for father’s day, I purchased tickets and took my dad and brother to see Willie Nelson at the Gorge Amphitheater on the 4th of July. It was great. Willie, of course, came on last after Son Volt, The Old 97’s, Drive by Truckers.
Regardless how you shake it, it came up Willie. The event info said no “professional cameras” and no “digital cameras” so FPPInternational, ever the rule-following gaggle of cowardice, went to the event armed only with a small golf pencil, a piece of paper on loan from the beer-selling lady and a Kodak disposable camera (FPPInternational’s journalistic integrity and historic pursuance of greatness helped me to choose the zoom model disposable Kodak film camera) I entered the gates to the gorge and waited in the sun for a 74-year-old nasally singing Texan. Willie played for over two hours and at midnight declined to be interviewed, preferring to smoke some sagebrush.
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What, no bees?!
The smoke from the Honeysuckle Rose seemed to keep the bees at bay.
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