A wooden stage stands near a river.\nWillows blow in the breeze. Rifle shots in the distance. Smells of\nmeat and woodsmoke drift through. Vultures hover overhead. Pears drop\nto the grass. A dog named Beaver the color of beaver plays ball in\nthe field. An old drunk man pushes a vinyl couch with his\nfour-wheeler. He nearly runs over an old woman. Later, he’ll start a\nbonfire with a blowtorch and damn near blow himself up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Women run barbecued corn on the cob to\nfestival-goers. A jug of hooch gets passed around. A Leatherman\nserves as roach clip. Double dates cornhole each other, the game that\nis. A black Buick Regal, mint condition, pimped out, pebbled top,\nrumbles by. A musician drains malt liquor after a set. \n<\/p>\n\n\n\n
An 80-year-old man with a white\nponytail on stage alone, shredding with a black electric guitar.\nHeavy. Rockocity. RAWK. \n<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Salmon shudder in deep green pools.\nBeavers disdain the racket. They hate rock. They prefer bebop jazz\nwhile rolling lily pads like joints. \n<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A llama bounds through! The man starts\nin with \u201cPurple Rain.\u201d A river otter crawls up the bank and\nwatches the performance from the wings. \n<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Full moon tonight. And it’s not even\ndark yet. \n<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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