This weekend has been Uncle Dave Macon Days here in Murfreesboro. Traffic has been horrible down broad street around Cannonsburgh, as 40,000 people gathered to hear banjo pickers, fiddle players, and watch clogging competitions. Melissa and I went last night for a couple of hours and just walked around. It’s fun to a point for us… but there’s only so much of it we can take. There are so many people crammed into such a tight space, that it is at times a little difficult to walk around. I went for the food, which to be expected was not much more than carnival concessions. I got some kind of gyro wrap that looked like it had been scraped off the back side of an elephant. Sort of a grey leather with crap mixed in. Melissa was not quite as adventurous as I, but we did manage a chocolate covered cheesecake together (on a stick), and later shared a $10 plate of ‘chicken on a stick’, which was mostly onions and red potatos. What is it with putting meat on a stick at these events anyhow? Melissa said that we probably would have done better to just go out and spend our $30 at a nice restaraunt. I wasn’t convinced.

    
  It amazes me sometimes that people actually make a living selling junk jewlery at these events. There had to have been 10 booths there selling various beaded baubles. We didn’t buy anything, but we did sit in one of these. Really comfy! We probably would have bought one, but we don’t have any trees. (I know you don’t need trees to hang the thing, it comes with a stand… but you need trees for shade.)

    
I think that the most fun we had during the evening was just walking around back behind the stage watching and listening to some of the bands play. It was impossible to see any of them on stage with the number of people that were there, and the fact that the one big screen they had there was not very clear… so it was nice to be able to walk around and stop and listen for awhile. That is the one thing that seems to set this festival apart from others. The bands are not so popular that you can’t get right next to them while they are playing. It has sort of a tin pan alley feel to it…