Once I stepped into the Sam Ash-sponsored tent, discretely tucked away in the park's farthest corner, I took that back. One of the best acts of the day, Mina & the Wondrous Flying Machine, completely swept me off my feet with beautiful vocals, which stand as a testament to the raw talent hiding within the city. And while I certainly liked the jazz-inspired music, the vocals--oh, the vocals--are what lured me in because I'm admittedly a sucker for a good female voice.
The Internet provides very little information about Mina & the Wondrous Flying Machine, but I assume the act is based in the Indy area. Along with Goliathon, Indiana has a damn solid roster of up-and-coming artists. Now I just need to purchase Mina's debut, Maestro...A Note!. The wait is going to be painful.