As music overtakes the city this weekend, it seems our neighbourhood is on the bluegrass side of the street: St. Paul’s Anglican Church (across the street from us at 101 Prince St.), not otherwise known as a hotbed of funky rhythm, is bluegrass central all weekend long. Oliver and I are going over for the Bluegrass Songwriters Circle 2:00 p.m. this afternoon; there’s more bluegrass action tonight from 7:00 p.m. onwards, and again at the same time tomorrow. Somewhere in the middle I assume they’ll break for some solemn old tyme religion.
If you’re here in Charlottetown, tune your radio to 90.1 FM to listen to Radio ECMA for 24h/day of east coast music; if you’re not, tune your PC to the live audio and video streams.
For time-delayed action, radio@upei is blogging and podcasting. I especially like this Catherine Maclellan set (I see Catherine all the time at the Formosa Tea House, and only learned last week, after seeing her on Compass, that she’s a musician).
Oliver, to his credit, lasted almost 45 minutes into the afternoon bluegrass songwriter’s circle; there was some great pickin’ there (and who thought I’d ever be one to utter a statement like that!).
We then walked down to the Delta Hotel, where it seemed everyone we know had converged. DNTO was broadcasting live just as we arrived, and we caught the delicious Jill Barber and the frighteningly accomplished Chucky Danger Band.
I am following a similar path in bluegrass discovery, Peter, and I can heartily recommend String Fever on NCPR Thursdays 4 to 6 your time. It’s a local show on my local NPR station with an excellent name which it has inspired me to declare 2006 the year of the mandolin, but only if I learn ten licks on the guitar. All very diddly-diddly. Perhaps you now need to pick yourself a bluegrass name like “Slim” or “Del” if only to keep it private in your own thoughts.
Diddly-diddly. That is what 2006 will be like. Thanks, Alan, for naming our movement.