I’m not sure what it is about summer, but it always takes me back to childhood and makes me feel like I’m a skinny barefoot girl again even though those days are long since gone. Summer in Appalachia is magical. It’s as if the outdoors beckon you like a seducing siren. The land simply comes to life. I’m sure others feel the same calling the same awakening in other parts of the country, but I can only speak of what…
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Today’s post was written by Paul. Charlie Louvin For a while now, I’ve been uploading tribute songs on the birthdays…
Pap sitting on Granny Gazzie’s front porch Earlier this week on Pap’s birthday I shared a funny story he told…
I’ve had Pap on my mind a lot over the last week or so. It happens every summer. Part of…
In a world that is drifting and changingWhen the faith of the people is tornThere’s a nation of hope and…
The Pressley Girls, Paul, and I recently returned to the Historic Union County Georgia Courthouse to perform. We’ve been playing…
David Kaynor and Chitter at Dance Musicians Week – Photo courtesy of JCCFS As I mentioned in last week’s post,…
Chitter, David, Chatter Our longtime friend David Kaynor lost his battle with ALS this week. If you’ve been reading the…
Willie Nelson wrote a lot of songs, many of which became hits for other artists as well as himself. A…
The Pressley Girls have been playing a new fiddle tune around the house and I’ve had it going round and…