Strawberry ten
This is the tenth year that Lisa and I attended the Strawberry Music Festival. The most notable thing was that the youngsters in and around the camp are growing up – kids who were simply gleams in their parents’ eyes when we first started attending. Now they’re mobile, independent, and forming their own bonds across [...]
Rose gets picked
Last night, I was down at the Jack of the Wood, where I am many/most Thursdays for the bluegrass jam. For reasons that will become clear later, my dobro was in Boston, so I took Rose, the Henderson guitar, down there. I’m not a serious guitar player by any stretch, especially in that crowd, but [...]
In praise of Punch
Saturday night, Lisa and I saw the Punch Brothers at the Diane Wortham Theater in downtown Asheville. Some people would describe the Punch Brothers as Chris Thile’s band. He is certainly the most notable name in the band, stands center stage, etc., but it’s unfair to his band-mates to simply call it Chris Thile’s band. [...]
When I die, I want to end up in a jam like this
Last night, Lisa and I went out to the pig roast of which I had spoken earlier. Exiting I-26 at the Weaverville exit, it wasn’t long before we were nestled in some of the most beautiful farmland and mountains in the region. Trees near the roadside stream sported signs indicating that said stream was “NC [...]

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