I was going through my photos while a bluegrass station was on.
I like all kinds of music...I really do...from Mozart to Bob Dylan to Led Zeppelin. But as I listened to the mellow strings of a Dobro guitar, fiddle and 6 string I was taken back by the raw honesty and heartfelt harmonies of bluegrass music. I could hear relics of country, folk, Celtic melodies all rolled into a free flowing stream of music from somewhere deep inside the artist.
This was a group we enjoyed last summer at a bluegrass festival in Kentucky. There is nothing like a guitar lick from Jimmy Page or the sound of an Oboe bringing to mind the dawn but....The honest picking of bluegrass leaves one knowing that the artist truly believes in what they are laying down for the audience.
Have a great weekend....and try out some bluegrass for a change of pace!
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