This post was originally published here on the Blind Pig and The Acorn back in 2012. And in case you’re wondering, we still like to go to bed early and we’re still a bunch of tired car sick babies on occasion.
I’m sure I’ve told you at some point, but if you missed it, the Blind Pig Family is not made up of night owls. We go to bed early.
Yesterday evening after a full day of work for The Deer Hunter and me along with a full day of Little Middle Folk School for Chitter and Chatter we headed out for a place way back in the mountains above Cashiers, NC. Its called Caney Fork and is just below a place called Little Canada.
Another thing about the Blind Pig family, two of us get car sick all the time and the other two get car sick about half the time. Being tired, hungry, slightly nervous, and sitting in the backseat of car you’ve never been in going around winding curves you’ve never driven pretty much guarantees all four of us will be car sick.
So why would we put ourselves through such an evening knowing 5:00 a.m. would come early the next morning? To travel back in the mountains, sit on a porch like my Granny Gazzie’s, and make music.
The green siding on the house, the flower pots sitting on the railings, and the various outbuildings made me feel like we had traveled back in time.
We visited Henry Queen-maybe you’ve heard of him or his mother Mary Jane Queen? The Queen family is well known in Western NC for their love of music. Mary Jane passed away a few years ago, but her love for the ballads and songs she learned as a child have been passed down through her family and beyond. I can’t help but think she’d be pleased to see her porch full of young musicians learning from her son in preparation to go out and share music with others.
The music was amazing, the company was good, but I felt a bitter sweetness sitting on that porch. Maybe it was because the house reminded me so much of Granny Gazzie’s house that now sits empty or maybe its because I know those old houses are far and few between these days and so are the people who inhabit them.
Ever since we left the Queen home I’ve been thinking of the Front Range song- Way Back In The Hills written by Bob Amos. I taped the video below back when I first started the Blind Pig-its just as good today as it was back then.
As we headed home after the music making, the girls and I were all car sick. Luckily The Deer Hunter wasn’t.
After the 2nd stop at a closed gas station to get a drink out of a machine I said “You know what? We’re a bunch of babies, why we can’t even stay up past 8 o’clock without getting sick.” Everybody in the car agreed with me. “But” I said, “even though I feel so miserable-I’m so very glad we went.” Everyone in the car agreed with me on that statement too.