Once upon a time . . . I was part of a bluegrass band.
Last night I listened to bluegrass again. The group was the Good Brothers – an act from 30 years ago that’s still going. Not a bad thing at all!
They were good. As musicians they have paid their dues. They had some canned humor, but every once in a while got off on a humorous moment. That’s what I like – sponaneity!
The audience asked for an encore and received it. The frantic bango was fun, but the quieter pieces were also appreciated. And I love the whining high tenor of bluegrass combining to make the vocals a little edgy and fresh.
But, bluegrass begins to sound all the same after three hours. And even the best musicians fight hard seats and crowded auditoriums without a lot of ventilation. In all, enjoyable but I’m not rushing back for a repeat performance tomorrow!