Going and coming

Good morning from Whiskey Creek, where the memo that today’s the first day of spring has clearly gone out to every living thing that calls this little patch of ground home. It’ll be a glorious day in the mid-seventies and, be still my heart, there’s even a little rain...

Going For It

When does a musician cross the line? That line from music being a hobby to being a profession (or hopefully a profession). Let’s face it, it has to be a leap across that line. A leap into the risk zone, the shaky unknown of whether or not you’re going to...

The Foothills, They Are A Singin’

Today is the official start of the Plymouth festival and I only have one question…. Why are you still at home looking at your computer when you could be listening to some killer music? In other Bluegrass news, the 4th Annual Bluegrass Half Marathon is set to go...

Going Live

The red digital clock on the sound board blinks 6:57, …:58, …:59, the slider on mic is pushed up like the pilot of a 747 shoving his throttle forward, trying to gain more altitude. I lean into the microphone, “You’re listing to the Valley’s true alternative voice,...

Going Home

I have said many times, one of the appeals of bluegrass music is the stories, and there are many recurring themes, some of which I have outlined in previous columns. One of the most touching recurring themes that have touched me over the years is the love of the home...