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Legend
One of the band member's parents celebrated their 50th anniversary last Saturday. His parents live in the sticks above Marysville and he decided to bring the band up to hillbilly land and rock the party. Only a handful of people knew Rancid was coming since they did not want any uninvited people to show up.
I was invited and took a buddy along with me. Originally I was going to take the wife and kid but after warnings of hard drinking, drug taking hillbillys I decided against it (mainly due to the fact I was looking forward to partying my @ss off and I can't do that with wife and kid in tow, lol).
Driving up above Marysville the redneck factor was getting strong. The 'towns' we passed consisted of a couple ramshackle homes/trailers with shirtless, toothless guys sitting on the porch. You could almost hear the banjos playing.
We arrived at our destination, a nicer small town consisting of a small hotel, general store, beer garden, stage and about 15 houses lining the road.
We were greeted by an awesome bbq, all the beer you can drink and an interesting mix of locals, blue grass bands, some city slickers (like us) and a lot of old (literally old) friends of the anniversary couple, probably 100 total. Oh and a couple 6'5"+ scary ZZ Top beard sporting locals who were confirming the arrivals were in fact invited.
The first band up was a husband wife team. She played the base with her left hand, the drums with her right hand and foot, sang and YODALED. They played hilarious songs and were quite good.
After sampling some local produce it was time for some frisbee in this beautiful pasture nearby. My buddy got bit by a deer fly, lol.
I was invited and took a buddy along with me. Originally I was going to take the wife and kid but after warnings of hard drinking, drug taking hillbillys I decided against it (mainly due to the fact I was looking forward to partying my @ss off and I can't do that with wife and kid in tow, lol).
Driving up above Marysville the redneck factor was getting strong. The 'towns' we passed consisted of a couple ramshackle homes/trailers with shirtless, toothless guys sitting on the porch. You could almost hear the banjos playing.
We arrived at our destination, a nicer small town consisting of a small hotel, general store, beer garden, stage and about 15 houses lining the road.
We were greeted by an awesome bbq, all the beer you can drink and an interesting mix of locals, blue grass bands, some city slickers (like us) and a lot of old (literally old) friends of the anniversary couple, probably 100 total. Oh and a couple 6'5"+ scary ZZ Top beard sporting locals who were confirming the arrivals were in fact invited.
The first band up was a husband wife team. She played the base with her left hand, the drums with her right hand and foot, sang and YODALED. They played hilarious songs and were quite good.
After sampling some local produce it was time for some frisbee in this beautiful pasture nearby. My buddy got bit by a deer fly, lol.
