I wish I could be north carolina

My neighbours are having another party tonight. Every night this week, there's been a party of some sort. Last night was a dinner party, followed by the introduction of instrument after instrument, mandolin, banjo, viol, harmonica, guitar, vocals, and on and on. Wonderful to listen to. Live music in people's backyards, in the dead of summer is such a treat.

Tonight, it's an all out party-of-the-dressed-up-older-generation persuasion, complete with patio lighting, and a microphone and speeches. Thursday's was some sort of under 35 bash that involved a lot of leaving early.

Is it wrong to want to leave them a post it note that says 'more please!' and put on my dancing shoes?

Jazzy country for true lovers tonight. Swoon.