Cincinnati. Ohio that is…

So, here we are in Cincinnati hanging out by the Ohio River…a tributary of the Mississippi River (in case you were wondering). Cornerstone is over, and I am relieved and sad at the same time. It was fun (until the rain began), yet tiring. There was so much build up before the band actually went to Illinois, and then it felt like the week went by in a flash. We played and lifted and loaded and lifted and played and so on. I know that everyone’s backs were in need of a break from the weeklong pandemonium. Although, utter chaos is only one way to describe Cornerstone, it was also fascinating to meet people from all over North America (we gave a ride to a group of friendly Canadians). It’s cool to watch people get excited about the same bands. Music is distinctive in the way that it can bring people together that in other situations, might not have anything else in common. Indianapolis was our first post-Cornerstone destination, where we greatly appreciated the hospitality of a family from that highly underrated city. Now we’re in Ohio, and the band is playing soccer in the park by the river. We find it essential to work on our soccer skills in case we ever meet another band that challenges us to a match, although I know I’m the weakest link. It’s always important to be prepared….

Daisy