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Strolling near the Chester Lido on a sunny summer evening, you hear a legion of cheerful trumpets and crashing cymbals. On Mahone Bay’s bustling thoroughfare, you catch snatches of saxophones playing an upbeat tune. In Bridgewater, the sound of trilling flutes is carried on the LaHave River.

“I need someone to tell me what to do, you know?” joked Joel Plaskett. “Otherwise I’d just play ‘Stairway to Heaven’ on ukulele.”