That bluegrass festival was awesome! I took the fiddle workshop when I got there, it was learning a song called Puncheon Floor. This dont sound exactly like they were doing it, but gives you an idea...Quote from: "Blazor"
I got some of it down, but I need more practice.
I also met some cool people. The guy that was giving the lesson, was on a CD that was given to me at the Jam.
Also met Dean Reed, son of Henry Reed (a bluegrass memorial festival is named after him), and also met his son, Terry Reed, who owns that local bluegrass radio station I've posted on here, which was too cool.
There was an Estrogen Jam head up by the lady that runs the local Jam I go to. Was 30 some ladies jammin'. Rule was, you had to be female, or in a dress to play with them lol. Couple guys had kilts on, and this one guy changed into a dress lolol. They went through about 10 liters of gin!!!
Was a good time, I didnt wanna leave.
White trash culture. Where's the jug they use as a wind instrument.
Its on my counter at home!
