Here I am, chillin’ at Stonehenge in sneakers and jeans, while a musician name Quinton performs, and his biggest fan dances beautifully in midair.
Note the be-buckeled and be-booted woman to my left, who looks like she came direct from the Bad Fashion Show. I was feeling bad about being a little casually dressed – after all, it’s a house of worship to the large community of SL Druids that I inferred from the size and condition of the henge. But then I decided it was a beach resort as well, and I could have been wearing a bathing suit and towel if I wanted.
The music was pretty good; Quinton was a West Virginian, still getting used to the technique of online performance, but his guitar work was amazing.