Only in Nashville

I was laying over in the Nashville airport on my way to Austin this evening, and had the distinct pleasure of listening to three acoustic musicians jamming in the gate lobby. They played (and traded off) guitar, banjo, and mandolin, with a repertoire which stretched from classic blues (Lightnin' Hopkins' "C. C. Rider") to old-timey ("Long Black Veil") to the Grateful Dead ("Friend of the Devil") to some original stuff. Apparently, they were en route to a gig in Austin.

I guess "Music City" is more than just a tourism slogan.