Wanting to avoid the oppressive heat, and because I always find that the best stuff at music festivals go down on the side stages, I walked into the Gospel Tent, and I got touched. Maybe I didn't find god the way that I was supposed to, but the music was certainly celestial, so good that I couldn't help but cry. Until you've seen a legit, real-deal gospel show (and I've seen enough to know the difference), you've got no idea how good and powerful the music is. The talent level was sublime, and I wasn't sure I was going to leave the tent for the rest of the festival. If this guy preached in my hometown, praise Jesus I'd go to church every week.