by Christine | Aug 8, 2014 | Welcome Column
I was remembering the first time I saw Homer Meeds house. I thought to myself this here looks like a movie set about some mountain man in Alaska who plays with grizzly bears. I guess I wasn’t too far off, turns out he got bit by a bear once. It took a hunk out of this...
by Christine | Jul 3, 2012 | Welcome Column
Good morning, once again, from Whiskey Creek, where last Friday I began clearing out a little brush from our llama pasture, a couple hours job I told Lynn, and in a few minutes I’ll head back down there for a fifth straight day of work in sweat-spewing sun and...
by Christine | Nov 17, 2013 | Welcome Column
I suppose everybody that’s hooked on bluegrass is by definition hooked on banjo. Some people say, with good reason, that Bill Monroe “invented” bluegrass. But without those Earl Scruggs banjo rolls to drive the music, that invention would be hollow. Without the banjo,...
by Christine | Apr 29, 2012 | Welcome Column
This is really scary. I’ve tried to avoid this day for the longest time. But now I have to do something I’d really rather not ever do. I have to rat somebody out. And I truly fear for my life. It’s my own fault. For years now, I’ve had this...
by Christine | May 27, 2012 | Welcome Column
I have quite a few “flower” songs in my repertoire. Songs like “Gathering Flowers for the Master’s Bouquet,” “Beautiful Bouquet,” “Where the Roses Never Fade,” and my favorite, “Wildflowers.” I love wildflowers; I’ve read that wildflower seeds can remain dormant in...
by Christine | Dec 17, 2016 | Welcome Column
– Peter Thompson(Bluegrass DJ, presenter, booking agent, publicist, manager, organizational founder/board member, cheerleader, and nanny)While I’d had some direct contact with bluegrass — listening under the covers late at night to the WWVA Jamboree, seeing...
by Christine | May 6, 2012 | Welcome Column
Frankly, I can’t really remember not ever listening to bluegrass, though I suppose that technically, mere listening does not necessarily equate to be “hooked.” I’ll never forget the time when in 1962, by dad brought home a brand new portable stereo. It was black with...
by Christine | Nov 11, 2014 | Welcome Column
Frankly, I can’t really remember not ever listening to bluegrass, though I suppose that technically, mere listening does not necessarily equate to be “hooked.” I’ll never forget the time when in 1962, by dad brought home a brand new portable stereo. It was black with...
by Christine | May 22, 2020 | Welcome Column
Frankly, I can’t really remember not ever listening to bluegrass, though I suppose that technically, mere listening does not necessarily equate to be “hooked.” I’ll never forget the time when in 1962, by dad brought home a brand new portable stereo. It was black with...
by Christine | May 13, 2015 | Welcome Column
I have a romantic notion that when I was a kid, merry-go-rounds (carousels) didn’t stop. My memory is they just went round and round, and we jumped on and found a horse to sit on. In retrospect, that seems impossible, but that’s how I remember it. I KNOW that when I...
