Monday, June 14, 2010
a self described 'group of old men'
playing guitar, bass and mandolin,
rainy afternoon, new england.
songs i know but don't know how...
red river valley and
the wabash cannonball.
folsom prison blues,
old dogs and children and
their patter is a conversation
that's been going on for years.
their voices, maybe a little flat,
make up for it in the obvious joy
they take in making music.
nostalgia at the blue house
isn't limited to the music...
the bulletin board brings me back to
euhene oregon, ca. 1972...
and the top row of the bookshelf
seems to have been transported from
the same decade...
music sunday afternoons 2-4 if you're in the neighborhood.