The first time we rode the Moon Taxi we were on our first real excursion in Jam Van 2.0. We took her down to Tennessee, where these boys happen to be from, and we caught them at a big ole hootenanny they got down there called Bonnaroo. Man, that’s a good memory. Our eyes were all bright and wide and excited, we were finally out on the open road, going to festivals, recording bands, the dream was starting to become a reality.
Now, here we are three years removed from that trip, and we’re back in the Moon Taxi. This time we met them on our turf, California, at a fest known as Bottle Rock. Funny thing is, our eyes are still just as wide as ever. That’s because the music’s never going to stop being great, so the ride’s never going to stop being fun…