Update from Tulsa on the eve of Dfest

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Update from Tulsa on the eve of Dfest
When I arrived at the airport in Tulsa, Okla.,

But I wasn't here to catch Dorothy and her little dog, too. I was in town for the 8th annual Dfest (short for Diversafest)—a mini SXSW of sorts, with over a dozen noteworthy national bands playing the big outdoor stages and hundreds of locals and up-and-comers taking over just about every bar and club in town that can handle live music. There are also a slew of industry panels (tomorrow I'll be participating in "Your Local Scene Sucks: How To Fix It," and something called "The Music Biz Is Not For You"—not exactly sure what that will entail, but hopefully I'll get to crush some eager kid's lifelong dreams).