Here’s a tune called Banjo Tramp. I don’t know anything about the history of this one – if you know, please comment. It’s performed here by Dave Landreth – I found this on the YouTube machine. Mr. Landreth is an excellent player. I think he lives in St. Louis.
I’ve published the 8th story in my series of short-short stories – The Lazy Allen Stories – over at my story site. If you enjoy short fiction, please head on over and give Jerzy the Rounder and my other stories a read. I’d love to hear what you think of them (don’t worry, I have a thick skin). Like the others, this is a work of fiction; I made it up.
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My friend Arno and I went out to Hugh’s Room tonight for the 16th Annual Banjo Special. I think Arno and I have now been to 3 of them. This show features Chris Coole, Chris Quinn, Arnie Naiman and Brian Taheny along with a number of their musical friends. These guys and their various bands are all top drawer players in the banjo universe. It’s a treat to see them perform together, showing off various styles of banjo playing.
Just me playing a melancholy little tune called Cold Frosty Morning. The banjo is in A Modal AKA Sawmill tuning with a capo on the 2nd fret.
Yesterday afternoon we were at the opening of Tim Noonan’s show of new paintings. That’s Tim in the picture with his painting, Turtle Island. Check out Tim’s work at Yumart Gallery. With this exhibition, Tim continues to bring his exuberant, sometimes jarring, expressionist palette to the landscape, including the urban landscape. It’s a very enjoyable show.
We’ve known Tim for a long time – in fact we studied together at York University in the early 80s. At some point a few years after that, Tim, me, Sheila Gregory, and Ron Bloore used to go out “Sunday Painting” together. We would drive out of the city and look for interesting landscape to paint and draw. We never knew where we would end up. I recall Tim would often rush off on his own and come back with some of the most stunning watercolour paintings. Bloore would usually find a comfortable spot and do pencil drawings of the forest floor at his feet. There was usually a picnic lunch involved.
I loved those painting and drawing trips, which we did off and on for a number of seasons. Once we drove up to the Sundridge area for a weekend of painting and drawing. We rented cabins by a lovely lake. I recall when we booked the cabins, we told the folks there we were painters. They assumed that meant house painters. I guess they figured there was a house painting convention in the area.
The Ladybug is becoming increasingly comfortable with the other cats and the dogs. This morning for the first time she had breakfast with the others.
She has a great spirit and she loves to play and to be around us humans.
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Here are Thornton and Emily Spencer (from the Whitetop Mountain Band) playing Soldier’s Joy.
Iconic must be the most overused word we see these days. Celebrities, for instance are regularly described as iconic, at least those who aren’t yet legendary. Both words are used when an adjective is needed, but there really isn’t all that much to say. They’ve become meaningless, filler marketing words. Let’s give them a rest for a few years, ok? While we’re at it, let’s agree to rid our language of the word impactful. That one is like fingernails on a blackboard to me. I’m sure there’s more. Feel free to add your list in the comments section.