The Bluestem Amphitheater in Moorhead, MN (just across the bridge from Fargo), intoxicates the mind, body, and ears with its stunning design and spot-on sightlines.

Yep, I finally got to Fargo, after all these years of only hearing about it and meeting countless souls from there or thereabouts. Ya sure, it’s a cool enough place, darn clean and rich. I saw a rare Sturgill Simpson show with 3,000 of my best friends—all gosh-darn friendly and happy to be there. Sturgill’s 3-hour set was A+ and the venue was among the best ever.

The next day, on the way home, I realized I’d left my credit card at the Toasted Frog Restaurant before the show. In some locales, that would spur panic. In Fargo, it’s no big deal. I called ‘em, and hey said, “Oh yeah, we’ll just mail it to ya.” In the land of alleged woodchippers, a laid-back vibe and proud honesty was palpable. And of course, my card hit the mailbox in just a few days.

Keep the faith.