ACL Update Sunday- Part 3

We then split up. Maria and I went to see a Columbian band she had waiting all week for. Once again, with no announcement from the stage beforehand, they were replaced (couldn’t get a flight in) by some country band (I was so pissed at this point I couldn’t even tell you who they were). We marched off, along with several other Columbian nationals that we had met. At this point I went to the information booth to see who else had canceled. I could help but start my rant when I got there. That got the attention of a higher up who listened and told us where to write to complain. He then gave us a couple bottles of water. I guess I felt a bit better.