Jack Hickman, come to Chapel Hill NC. There's a college-town-casual scene along Franklin Street that I love. Day or night, you're likely to hear a haunting sax or a lively penny whistle. One Friday night while driving through my daughter and I heard some driving percussion, so we ditched the car and grabbed a seat on a curb to hear a pickup group play small rhythm instruments of ALL kinds in a lengthy jam that would give you goosebumps to hear. We joined in as well as we could on our knees and then danced.

Dani