My sister, Ann, told us about a box of old photos that she found in my parent’s kitchen cupboard. I borrowed it for a night and scanned some gems like the one above. I’m guessing that’s my brothers Mark, John and Tim gathered around me and we’re probably at Charlotte Beach some time in the 1950s.
Anne Havens stopped by with her fiddle, it’s really a European violin that Colleen Buzzard gave to her, and we played a few songs in our living room. I played my djembe and Peggi played sax and the combination of sax and fiddle sounded to me like an accordion. I really loved the combination. Anne favors major key we go minor. Her repertoire is grounded in a long tradition of American folk but we played with abandon.
When we were finished I took a photo of the set list in her case. Streets of Laredo, Bury Me Not On The Lone Prairie, Wayfaring Stranger, Out Of Bondage, Higher Ground, Down In The Valley, Tennessee Waltz and Faded Love. I can see why some bands skip the the whole creative trip. The book has been written.
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