John dropped in on the Music Fog folks at the Cherokee Music Festival.
It was about 4am and we were about to call it a night when we heard a rustling sound outside the window of the bus. Then a plastic Jesus appeared against the darkness on the window sill. Beans asked in his gruffest voice “Who’s there?” and a tiny one came back, “Jesus. Can I come up?” And John Fullbright, with his pocket Jesus, came aboard.