..I had the pleasure of seeing Frank last night...even got invited on stage to play a few and twin him on some things. All I can say is..what a treasure we have in Frank...and in that Loar of his...Frank was in fine form last night...totally having the audience spell bound with his wizardry on the mando as well as backing talkwards...yea...he may be gettin old..69..and yea..maybe ol Arthor-Ritas may have taken just a little from those nimble fingers of his..but the mans mind is as in tack as ever...truly a lesson in Monroe-esque tone and timing. There was a fairly good opening band..the S.O.B's....Southern Ohio Boys...three piece...mando..guitar and bass...they done alot of new acoustic stuff...old Grisman Quintet stuff...check 'em out. As I was leaving Frank played me Evening Prayer Blues...seemed like a fitting ending to a great night...I can still hear that haunting melody in my head....
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