A Noble Instrument

A Noble Instrument

The Daily Grist: As her lute doth live or die, Led by her passion, so must I: For when of pleasure she doth sing, My thoughts enjoy a sudden spring, But if she doth of sorrow speak, Ev’n from my heart the strings do break. (Thomas Campion) All of our traditional...
Child Number Ballads

Child Number Ballads

It is interesting to think of just how old some of the music that crept into the bluegrass genre from long ago is. Bluegrass songs often tell a story. That might be a murder (most likely by a guy named Willie) but it might be something quite different. In the middle...
Dancin’ John

Dancin’ John

Photo credit: Robin Frenette I have to leave for Grass Valley in a couple of days. The festival has always been a centerpoint for my bluegrass experience and I am happy that the festival has risen from COVID ashes to be a real festival again. But I am really sad that...
The Death of Poetry?

The Death of Poetry?

The Daily grist: “if you have to keep declaring, over and over, that poetry is dead, it can’t actually be dead.” (from a college literary magazine) I read a disturbing article a couple of months ago from Washington Post columnist Christopher Ingraham. The...
Noodling

Noodling

In choosing a cover photo for today’s column I came across this amusing video of a sport called noodling which I was unfamiliar with: https://youtu.be/f_OfdMVTsAI. Apparently noodling for many people means fishing for catfish with your bare hands! Thus the unusual...
Song Ratio

Song Ratio

I have a rather large collection of bluegrass CDs that I’ve accumulated over the years. Many of them are pretty old now. Periodically, I dig out a new old favorite to carry along in my car so I can get reacquainted with it. It’s even easier to scroll...