This month, our weekly jam session in a village near the sprawling Lake of the Ozarks moved temporarily to a nearby ice cream shop because of extensive remodeling underway at the fast food burger venue where we regularly convene on Wednesdays. Our Bluegrass music fans faithfully relocated with us to the new locale.
No sooner had we settled into this new site, when our monthly jam session at the capital city yogurt shop was suddenly postponed at the last minute for 24 hours because of an overlooked confluence of Oktober Fest, a football weekend, and a homecoming parade. Musicians and customers steadfastly adjusted to the surprise schedule change.
We are grateful to the ice cream parlor for graciously housing us this autumn and to the yogurt shop staff and customers for their accommodating flexibility. We pickers are especially appreciative of those friendly folks who wander with us to support live Bluegrass music in their communities.
In between tunes at these jams, listeners invent names for our itinerant band of musicians such as The Yogurt Gang or The Ice Cream Crew. One youngster glanced-up distractedly from his cell phone video game and suggested Lisa and the Flamethrowers. Which one do you like? Other suggestions included Lisa and the Milquetoast Rogues or Lisa and the Local Ruffians.
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