The last harmonious notes pealed from the pedal steel and the guy in the cowboy hat thanked the crowd, most of whom were walking toward the corn dogs and Tilt-A-Whirl three songs ago.
“I’m out,” Tony Lucchi said.
Bator and Darch looked at their half-full beers.
“Out?” Darch said, “Best bands are all up next. Where’s out?”
Lucchi shrugged. “Five to three. F…
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