The Fourth of July.

For some reason, this day has always seemed to be the epitome of the musical holiday. Yeah, you have the Christmas Carols and a few Thanksgiving songs. New Years Eve was always a time for Guy Lombardo and Auld Lang Syne or Dick Clark’s New Year’s Rockin’ Eve.

But the Fourth of July for me conjures up the sight of the small town band gazebo with the band of locals playing the marches of John Philip Souza or the Boston Pops on the Esplanade or the musical (and movie) 1776.

And then there’s Willie Nelson’s many Fourth of July Picnic/Concerts over the years. In fact, it was because of Willie’s first couple of picnics that some friends and I decided to have our own picnic/concert one year. (Note: I was just along to enjoy the ride). We gathered together on the Fourth for a full day of beer and burgers and music w-a-y out in the country. The musicians jammed on the front porch, all the folks who had dogs let them run free, the kegs in the yard, the grills going all day, and the night was ended by some ’special’ chocolate chip cookies made from scratch.

Good times, good memories.

And just because I can: