Archive for the 'bluegrass festival' Category
Four Days Gone
Due more to accident than design, my four days at OATS were spent completely detached from the news: I missed the British bombing scare, the shutdown of the Pennsylvania state government, and God knows what else. I learned about it all when I got home, and the results were no different than had I [...]
Read More..>>Light Posting Weekend
I’m at the fabulous OATS Festival, so light posting (if any) this weekend.
Read More..>>True Grit
Back in April 2006, I wrote a long piece on a woman I haven’t see in years, Terry, who’s one of the organizers of the Peninsula Bluegrass Festival in [Slower] Lower Delaware. Terry was tough as nails:
Terry had hired a then up-and-coming bluegrass performer who will go unmentioned. Sometime after the show was over [...]
The Blacks
“So do you ever have to deal with The Blacks?” the woman asked me. I was at a bluegrass festival about twenty five miles southeast of Scranton. I don’t know the woman’s name: we’ve met a few times before at bluegrass festivals, and the night before I’d picked until after midnight with [...]
Read More..>>What’s the Problem?
I don’t see what the wife is worried about. My Sam stays in a tent at 4-day music festivals. In fact, we’re going to a hum-dinger next Thursday. I expect Sam to get absolutely filthy with dirt and grass stains, and we’re probably going to have to have at least one conversation [...]
Read More..>>Light Posting This Weekend
I’ll be playing bluegrass festivals all weekend, starting at about 4:00 PM today in Georgetown Delaware.
I’ll also be appearing at the Pocono Mountain Bluegrass Festival on Saturday and Sunday.
Have a nice weekend, and say hi to your pops on Fathers’ Day.
Friday Videos: Karl Shifflett and the Big Country Show
Bluegrass Stomp & The One I Love Is Gone
I shared the stage three time with Karl Shifflett’s band back in 2000. This is the classic lineup with Lyle Meador on mandolin, the great Jake Jenkins on banjo (who also writes songs and cowboy poetry), Chuck Westerman on fiddle, and Karl’s son Kris on bass. [...]
Woodstown Photos
No pirate costumes for me this time around, and unless someone has pictures of Lucie’s bachelorette party, you won’t get to see me half-naked.
The fiddle player in the glasses was awesome.
The Woodstown festival is where we have our Grillbillies’ Thanksgiving. Festival season in the northeast is pretty much over by Labor Day, and many [...]
Read More..>>Back from Delaware Valley Bluegrass Festival
For those of you wondering where the hell I’ve been the past four days, I’ve been at the Delaware Valley Bluegrass Festival, with girlfriend Christina, Sam, and the Grillbillies. At the risk of sounding like Applebenniganchilis, good times, great friends, and one of the consistently best festivals on the east coast.
I will admit that [...]
Two-Way Takes a Flying Leap
“I’ve only been to Grey Fox once,” Two-Way said, as we stood by the table in the center of Grillbilly Hall drinking beer (or was it coffee). “It was a couple of years back. It’s too expensive, there’s that hill, and then… well, some crazy shit went down that first-and-last trip.”
Two-Way got his [...]
