Jesse’s Divide plays Smith’s Olde Bar
Dear Close Family and Friends:
Have I mentioned how much I appreciate you? You put up with my — how shall I put this — “projects.”
You know my motto as a writer: Bad decisions make good stories.
Take, for example, one of my most notorious adventures: The now-defunct Redneck Games in Dublin, Georgia. My posts about that event still get plenty of hits.
And then there were the chickens. Trish was the best pet, though, and I was very sad when she met her untimely end.
So when I said I was trying to plan a Southeast tour for a U.K. band, Jesse’s Divide, that I had seen and loved, all of you did your thing: a shrug, an eye roll, a sigh — whatever fit your usual shtick. But because you love me, you came out to support these chaps at one of their shows. 
And every one of you said, “Beth! They’re really good.”
YES.
I KNOW.
Why else would I do something so crazy, so outside my comfort zone?
Don’t answer that.
Anyway, thanks to the JD guys and all of you for believing in me. I still can’t believe it really happened.
Here are Nick, Simon and Rob in my house playing Uno with my family and me. Surreal.
Now go listen to all their stuff on Spotify, iTunes, etc.
And just wait for my next adventure.
Your weird friend/relative,
Beth
Observe and report 
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