A simple, short tune that in the hands of master craftsmen becomes truly great. And it’s a real American Classic. I guess the South isn’t all bad.
Category: music
Early Banjo
A little historical banjo for a musical Monday. Nothing comes from nothing. The banjo is truly American with roots in Africa, the mother of us all.




Alapana and the Mastery of an Art
I occasionally post about my music interests on the blog. I am no aficionado of Indian music but I certainly know what I like when I hear it. Doing a little exploring on YouTube recently has led me to some remarkable players so I decided to share a bit from Jayanthi Kumaresh. She comes from a family of Carnatic musicians dating back six generations and holds a doctorate in music. She has been playing since the age of three and her mastery is beyond a doubt. This woman really rocks. After about 5:15 on the first video she really gets into gear.
The Veena she plays dates back in it’s current form at least 3,500 years giving it some significance in staying power if nothing else. If you are interested in broadening your musical horizons there are plenty more links out there and services like YouTube and Vimeo are an excellent vehicle to expand knowledge. Believe it or not, there’s more to the internet than conspiracy theories, social gossip, and cute animal videos.
Music is Magic
On the Road
The Unlikely Banjoist
A post I’ve been hanging onto; a bit off-topic, personal, and possibly without any point.

I am an unlikely banjoist. I got a very cheap banjo when I was 14 years old but didn’t find a teacher. I took a couple lessons from uninspired twenty-somethings but didn’t get much from them. Fortunately, this didn’t stop me. There was even a old neighborhood guy who offered some help but it turned out he only strummed a tenor-jazz-banjo. He may as well have played a ukelele for all that it mattered to me. So I learned by listening and from the few books I could find that suited my interest.
I don’t even know why I picked banjo particularly, but I did. I was fortunate to be a latch-key kid from and early age, so when it wasn’t sports season, I cherished my solitary time after school. I would often sit in the kitchen or on the back porch and plink around, playing old folk tunes. I discovered Cecil Sharp and Francis Child and learned what I could about folksong of Western Europe and the British Isles. I found this very old and diverse instrument adaptable to lots of styles of playing having found it’s way from 18th century plantation shacks to Victorian concert halls.

Coming from a classical music background helped. My dark secret is the I spent three years in college as a music major. I could read music and understood a little about musical structure so I spent time in the library digging through old folk music books and journals. I never became great but good enough to not be ashamed to play in front of people and had about an hour-long proficient set of Irish, Scottish, Appalachian, and Ozark tunes in my repertoire. Then life happened. I gave it up (mostly) for over a decade while traveling and working like a dog and trying to be a good father but without playing an instrument, I think I lost a little of my identity.

So the short story is that I’m back. Making time to do something I love has helped my mind immensely. I’ll never be Tony Trischka, Earl Scruggs, or Bela Fleck, but at least I have some music back in my life.

For those few who may be interested in the technical details of this machine. My most recent instrument is roughly a Vega design with a White-Lady tone ring. The tension hoop and arm rest are plain brass and the head is genuine calfskin. The neck sports a Mastertone-style peghead taken from the diagram in Earl Scruggs’ classic banjo book. The fingerboard and peghead cover are cocobolo. The tuners are scavenged off my first banjo and are Keith planetary-type except one. The D string tuner is a replacement as someone actually stepped on my old neck and broke one! The replacement is a 5-Star from Stewart-MacDonald’s lutherie shop. These days I could get online and order one instantly, but back in the mythical pre-internet era this actually took some phone sleuthing.
Pete Seeger 1919-2014
Pete Seeger, The Incomplete Folksinger
Rest in Peace



I was a closet banjo picking classical music major when I really got into Pete Seeger. A great man with high morals, and a willingness to fight for what he believed in.
Landfill Harmonic Pt II
This is inspirational on so many levels for me. I hope others enjoy it too.
Garbage and Poverty Converted to Real Beauty
Extreme poverty in Paraguay has not stopped a community from creating beautiful music there.


