In the foothills of the Appalachian, Lesterfest was born under a strange alignment of stars with an even stranger group of people.

It’s not just a party – it’s a vortex of kooky souls, where anything could happen and, perhaps, even Bigfoot could drop by for a drink.

Lesterfest has become a legend, a place where the music never stops, the fire never dies, and the weirdness is as plentiful as the stories shared around the fire.