Advertisements “No one really knows her first name, but they all hold her hand Everyone leans on her window pane but no one looks in” [the_ad id=”11881″] Breaking out of my comfort zone in Nashville, Tennessee. I’m not a country music fan, but I knew I would have to shift gears while in this city.Continue reading “The Wild Feathers”
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California, I don’t even know ya
Advertisements I sat down in my church pew of the Ryman, and finished off my beer just as the opening act took to the stage. Jamestown Revival. I’d never heard of them before, but was pleasantly surprised . When the song, Cast Iron Soul, from their album aptly titled “Utah” was played, I fell inContinue reading “California, I don’t even know ya”
The Ryman
Advertisements On October the 12th, 1841, Thomas Green Ryman is born. In 1892 the Union Gospel Tabernacle is completed. December the 23rd, 1904, Thomas Green Ryman dies. At his funeral, the Rev. Sam Jones takes a vote to rename the tabernacle the Ryman Auditorium. The audience responds with a standing ovation. ThroughoutContinue reading “The Ryman”
Greensky Bluegrass 2016
Advertisements Banjos and steel cut guitars. Bad ass beards, long hair and redneck trucker hats. It must be time for Greensky Bluegrass. With this being my second time seeing them, I’m fully prepared for the awesome sounds, or so I thought. The night was full of surprises, however. It’s the thing I enjoyContinue reading “Greensky Bluegrass 2016”
Leftover Salmon
Advertisements My seemingly annual return trip to Red Rocks in Morrison, Colorado happened last July. This time around it was to see the local band Greensky Bluegrass. Yet I was pleasantly surprised to find that Leftover Salmon was opening. I settle into my front row and center seat. Take a sip, grab a smallContinue reading “Leftover Salmon”
Hip hatchet & Sarah Jarosz
Advertisements It’s mid morning on a Sunday, and I’m driving through the high northern Arizona desert. The crackling of the radio only quiets on the National Public Radio station. I let it play. They are talking about Sarah Jarosz and her new album. The single House of Mercy is played, and her hauntingly beautiful voiceContinue reading “Hip hatchet & Sarah Jarosz”
the youth of American Music
Advertisements I could hear the music wafting from the park across the street, and the food trucks were lining up for the lunch time crowd. I snag a greasy blue cheese and bacon burger, find some shade at the base of a tree, and enjoy some free music from the youth of Nashville. Music, IContinue reading “the youth of American Music”
Bluegrass at the Boyce
Advertisements I wanted to get back to the Boyce Arboretum after going there for the first time with my parents a couple of weeks before so I could take some time to get quality pictures, and hike the upper trail. Then I found out that with the ten dollar admission price, a bluegrass concert by aContinue reading “Bluegrass at the Boyce”
a night with Bela Fleck & the Denver Symphony
Advertisements I want a banjo playing bluegrass music as my ashes are being carried by the wind over a cliff. I hope the people there will raise a glass of vanilla beer and cheer. Let the turn table spin Bela Fleck and the Denver Symphony as my wake continues. Try on a gas mask, seeContinue reading “a night with Bela Fleck & the Denver Symphony”
Steve Martin & the Steep Canyon Rangers
Advertisements I tucked in my shirt, straightened my tie,and caught a cursory glance of myself in the mirror. Time to hail a taxi and head to The Kennedy Center for the performing arts. Big city life in an onslaught of twinkling lights and towering buildings of history puts me at ease. I step out ofContinue reading “Steve Martin & the Steep Canyon Rangers”