I finally had a cute boy to take me to a Ryan Shupe concert. Jason and I saw them play at Founders Park the day before the Fourth of July. The Shupester and Banjo Boy haven't changed a bit. But it was a HUGE crowd getting ready for Centerville's fireworks show, and not one person in the audience besides me knew the words to any of the songs. It was kind of a rude awakening that maybe I'm not 23 anymore. When did that happen?
Anyway... same cheesy-with-a-slight-bite style of showmanship - and same great sound. I'll always be a fan of the Rubberband. Dream Big.
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