Oh, how I love a good rhyme. Can't wait for Telluride this year!
Like magic from Gabe’s fiddle bow / “I heart U” says the lingering snow
(my heart wingding didn't copy, so I substituted the word heart).
Watermelon shared in a chilly mountain stream / With Telluride and bluegrass we’re livin’ the dream
The porta-john’s the place to meet / Ten thousand festavarians with chaco-tanned feet
CD chains glimmer in the sun / Telluride’s the place where mountains and music become one
Yo-Yo’s got nothing on Ben Sollee / Ben’s where it’s at if you ask me (i really do love Yo-Yo, too.)
A birdseye view of multicolored tents / TBF is the best and that’s my two cents.
Bluegrasstunes make my feet groove / What happens here is more beautiful than anything at the Louvre
Listening to:
The Milk Carton Kids