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| Steve Riley and the Mamou Playboys |
My
first experience with a bluegrass festival was way back in 1974,
together with my buddy Emmett Collier on our Grand Tour of the West,
and my first true foray into the world of backpacking and independent
travel, cutting off those ties with Mom and Dad and the girl I
might've left behind, if I'd had one. I remember the dates
distinctly because I left the day I turned twenty. I didn't return
'home' for over six months. Hey, I was hungry. And it was the
holiday season. The rest is history.
