A Tuba, an Accordion, a Mini-Drum, and a Banjo Walk Into a Bar…

Last night, we drove up to a place called 3rd Turn at Oldham Gardens to listen to a band called Squeeze-bot. I have to say, we went because we read the bios of the band members and were completely intrigued and just wanted to be a part of it. Here is their website: http://squeezebot.com/

What we discovered when we went there was this giant space created from what must have been greenhouses. The tables and benches were all rough hewn from logs or pieced together from bourbon barrels (Kentucky, ya’ll.)

The band noise level was great and the music unique and fun. I mention the noise level because our son Scott, who has autism, has a lot of sensory issues. We had packed him noise-canceling headphones just in case, but he didn’t need them. We were even able to talk above the music without yelling. That’s my kind of band-noise.

Children were dancing, little skirts twirling, boys climbing. People had their dogs with them, a food truck very systematically produced foodie-food from a local grill.

And, there was this community spirit we haven’t really experienced since the beginning of Covid.

I’m so glad Gregg read about it and that we packed up and decided to drive the hour to get there. I’m thankful the rain let up and held off and gave us a chance to enjoy ourselves.