Here comes the next generation

I have been thinking a lot lately about young people and music. I think it started at Grass Valley when I watched and listened to Annie Staninec, Angelica Grim and Molly Tuttle, young people who not that many years ago were roaming around the festival grounds with...

Here we go

Well, it seems that Blue Grass season is under way, with the Spring Campout behind us. Another fine, fun gathering. David Brace ran it like an old pro. One thing he hasn’t learned yet is how to duck – seems he’s going to ramrod the Fall get-together as well! Chef Mike...

Heresy

For a few days in mid-October we’ve been visiting in one of the birthplace regions of old time, bluegrass, and country music. As a kid in high school, I heard and read about the poverty and coal dust of Appalachia. Pete Seeger sang union songs that I learned and...

Heritage

Love. No doubt the deepest and most integral part of being human. It’s what drives us, haunts us, and defines us. Having it, losing it, cursing it, hiding it, needing it, wasting it, finding it, spurning it, wanting it, denying it, missing it, celebrating it....

Heritage

Hello Folks, I’m working (and having fun) at Northwest String Summit in Oregon this week. I’ve given my mom Karen precise written directions on how to post this column. She said she’d do it if she didn’t have to put down her cocktail. Let’s see...