As good as they were last night, the opening act may have stolen the show. At the very least, they were one hell of a tough act to follow. The Stanfields are from Halifax and completely owned the place with a relatively unique blend of rock, folk, celtic and bluegrass. Something tells me these boys are going places.
Got in late (3:30am) after Jane drove us home in a thunderstorm. Woke up late to already 17 C, birds singing and everything blooming. Heck of a nice way to start a Saturday.
Sound check in a Labatt town
The Stanfields
Dirtiest Drunk in the History of Liquor!
Widemouth Mason
Who IS that masked bass player?
A different sort of Bud than last night
...and the daffodils look lovely today....
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It's always fun to read about how the other half lives (sigh, daffodils...) :) Plus it allows me to discover new bands (to me) on occasion.
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