After a restful night spent in Pittsburgh, courtesy our friend Megan, Jamestownian and beer connoisseur, we went back to the van for a however hour drive to Berea, KY. Last we were in Berea, an accidental show bore great fruit. The Black Feather was discovered on the back of a matchbook. The show was booked and within days, the town seemed to clamor to the small city's cultural meeting place, and mutual reception left a warm spot in our hearts for this small college town.
This visit to Berea had a noticeable lack of fruit. The Black Feather is such a pretty venue with great food and coffee run by great folks. The townspeople we met last time were very interesting and genuine people. Even the few we engaged this time were memorable. What went wrong could range from forgotten promotions in town to, well, they say it was cold. We're still working through it. We'll get 'em next time! Maybe...
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