The Ryman Auditorium has heard more than its share of songs about the passage of time. Earlier this year, Toad the Wet Sprocket added one of their own to that legacy with an acoustic rendering of “Rings.” Stripped of studio polish, the song’s imagery — rings of rain and summers, dry spells and brushfire — took on new resonance beneath the room’s vaulted ceiling. The performance captures the reflective spirit behind the band’s forthcoming acoustic album, a project revisiting favorites and deep cuts from across their storied career.
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