Photo: Valerie Smith and Liberty Pike band
Say what you will about bluegrass music as the theme for roadkill, incest, and judge-your-neighbor honky gospel, you won’t see scenes like these at the symphony or the mosh pit.
Pickathon 2010 | OregonLive.com
Pickathon 2010 | OregonLive.com
If you're interested, here's the site to copy and paste for more photos where those two came from:
http://photos.oregonlive.com/oregonian/2010/08/pickathon_2010_5.html
Or have a listen to one of these, at least for a few seconds. The first reveals something of a pro, something of the myth:
YouTube - Still Fiddling In the Ozarks
The second is a young pair trying to get in touch with the bluegrass classic, "Cripple Creek." It's usually played as an instrumental, maybe because Chester Burnam's lyrics can get a little racy:
I got a gal at the head of the creek
Goin' up to see her 'bout the middle of the week.
Kiss her on the mouth just as sweet as any wine,
She wraps herself around me like a sweet potater vine.
Goin' up to Cripple Creek, goin' in a whirl.
Goin' up to Cripple Creek to see my girl.
YouTube - Cripple Creek
Happy Monday.
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