I have to give Rick a lot of credit for expanding my music horizons. While we always had the same taste in classic rock, Rick knew all the other genres as well. So he convinced a group of us to go to the Jazz fest in ‘97.
Nobody had heard of this before, but Rick said it was good so let’s do it. At Jazzfest we met Clark, Rick’s best friend and an all around cool dude who was living down there at the time. Rick and Clark showed us the music scene, including knowing that with one band the drummer from REM was standing in, or with another band someone else was there. They knew their stuff which made us feel like insiders.
The weather didn’t cooperate, so of course Rick made up a game to kill the day. Let’s see if we can drink a shot from A-Z in 26 bars! This made for fun side bets on who was going to go down first. I think they made it to K. Pat O’Brien’’s Hurricanes took most of us down.
We still managed to rally for the (mud)fest and see some amazing bands I hadn’t heard of before. Thank you for that!
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