Fuck, we used to do this in the 90s. Big old farmhouses on land no longer used for farming. Owner of the land charged $2 to park and that was it. Bands would play, people mingled, some people would sell bags of chips and soda out of their trunks.
So much better…before the dark times, before the internet.
Fuck, we used to do this in the 90s. Big old farmhouses on land no longer used for farming. Owner of the land charged $2 to park and that was it. Bands would play, people mingled, some people would sell bags of chips and soda out of their trunks.
So much better…before the dark times, before the internet.
My first (non-school) band’s first gig was one of those farm gigs. It’s how I got the idea.