I know it is cliche as all get out, but I do have a wide range in taste of music. On my Spotify, I have Prince, Rolling Stones, The Belle Brigade, Aqualung, Niyaz, Irfan, Tinariwen, Ryan Bingham, Crooked Still, Ricky Skaggs, et al. Despite this, I have a soulful connection to Bluegrass music. It is just in my blood and cannot help it.
I remember as a kid, going to Bluegrass festivals and kickin’ heels in the dust way past dusk. Bluegrass and flat footin’ is just as natural to me as breathing. I am not the best flat footer, but want to improve my skills. Anyway, our Uncle Johnny played in a Bluegrass band and we would go to see him play too. He was from my momma’s side of the family, however, we attended with my dad’s side of the family. They were much rowdier and always hell raising at any place that played our land’s tunes.
I went to a concert recently with one of my sisters and they did a rendition of my most favorite Bluegrass song: On The Old Kentucky Shore. Oh how it makes my heart ache. It reaches down in me and strums all the unpleasant life away and takes me back to the time of nights back in the woods where we danced in the dirt while the deep inflection in voices accompanied by mandolins, banjos, and fiddles played chords that genuinely coaxed the spirits of our ancestors out of the hills and into our presence. I have to share two versions that I have found.