For years, I've gone to my home town's outdoor concerts in a lovely park with live oaks reaching out their arms to cover us from heat. Oh, I love dancing under those trees.
Here, there's an outdoor concert series that takes place on a farm! How fun is that. At Frying Pan Park (which is on a farm), we saw a band of first generation immigrants from Austria and Ukraine play Irish music. Irish jigs are called that for a reason, you can't help but dance.
Scythian. You should check 'em out: (I picked this one because of the newlyweds. Long live marriage!)
Next time, I'll try to tell you before we go to a concert, so you can come too!
P.S. If anyone can tell me what inspired the name of this band WITHOUT googling, I'll give you a cookie. Like, mail you an actual cookie.