Third Adventure. Part One.

We flew all morning, we stood around in the airport for a good portion of the afternoon, we took a bus to the University of Arkansas, we ate pretty decent food, and then we went to a concert.  Two of them, actually.  The first performer was the Zac Brown Band. 

                                            
 To be honest, I'd really never heard any of their music prior to that night.  Over all, it was alright, but their violinist/fiddler was amazing.   

Our second performer was Tim McGraw.  So.  I don't mind country music, but it's just not always my favorite.  Tim McGraw, however, is a total superstar.  He totally knows it, of course, which is why he seemed so comfortable waltzing around the stage in his pink shirt and tight pants.  He's not actually a bad singer, but his technique I'm pretty sure is awful and I was totally analyzing how he makes his voice sound like it does.  Analysis aside, he's an attractive man.

I don't know why they bothered to give him a guitar.  He didn't actually play it.  I found that quite amusing.

Farewell, Tim.  You done good.  Nice hat.