Every year for the past 10 years or so, give or take a year here and there, I have made the trek to Tom Lee Park in Downtown Memphis for the annual Memphis in May Beale Street Music Festival (from here on referred to as BSMF) for at least one of its three days.
And every year, after the last band has played, as I walk through the gates to head home on Sunday, I inevitably tell whatever person I am with, that this will be the last year I attend the BSMF.
But each May I go back. I’m not sure why I do or if I will ever stop. I guess I let the positives outweigh the negatives every year, but in reality, they shouldn’t ever be able to. Read more