Every musician in every band was special. There was not one weak link on stage. This was my first time seeing opener the Blasters. Wow, what great personalities and musicianship. Junior Brown, headliner in my book, came next. He was incredible as always. Telling short stories and showing off acoustic guitar playing wife who you could tell was thoroughly enjoying herself. She sang one song and could easily be a headliner herself. Reverend Horton was at the top of his game putting on a blistering Rockabilly show and education several DC libtards that fun isn't just about hating Donald Trump and anything American. I had to leave to catch the metro missing the end of the Heat. If Big Sandy came on last, I missed him. I do like the Black Cat but they can sideline the retarded liberal thing they are projecting to the public. You might get admirers who look like Carpenters but wouldn't know which end on the hammer to use to hit the nail...but, smart folks don't need your liberal crap.