Last night, we headed down to the most recent of Milwaukee’s summer festival’s, Bastille Days. We met up with some friends, one who’s been training at tosabarbell, as they prepared for the Storming the Bastille 5k run. Heh.
While they ran (goofy people), we grabbed the non-runner in the group and went looking for French food…and wine. I’d been good all week and deserved wine.
Our new friend, Katie, was raving about the band that was playing the main stage. I’m Not a Pilot delivered. How can you go wrong when the lead cellist (no lead guitarist, the strings come in the form of a cello) is also lead chair for the Symphony Orchestra in town.
It was a beautiful evening with friends and good music. A perfect Milwaukee summer’s night. And a good reminder to myself to venture out of our little ‘tosa more often.
Enjoy the weekend.
Music washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.