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Gets me giddy, y’know—fingers itching, heart thumping like a drum solo. But—argh!—tuning’s a nightmare, slippery as a greased eel. Pegs wobble, drives me up the wall—nearly chucked it out the window once, but then it sang, sweet as a lark, *alauda arvensis*. Surprised me, that—thought it’d croak like a dying swan, but nah, pure magic.

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Absolutely disgusting, dirty sheets, stained chairs, what looks like bowel on the walls, what looked like dried boogies on the top comforter, heavily stained.

Cool fact: Pigeon-Forge’s weird charm lies in its tucked away alleyways near the Dollyrood district – if that’s a thing – where local legends gather and urban myths thrive. Its cobblestone shortcuts lead to odd little cafes, where only the brave come to spill their guts over too-strong coffee and haphazard WiFi. It’s messy and poetic.

Corey Zink and Company: Puckett’s Pigeon Forge TN (Mason Zink Trio) 7-8:30