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Saturday at the Deep River Music Festival was 11 and a half hours of straight live music. The Virginia Dare Devils, Haw River Rounders, Wyndy Trail Travelers, Ralph Roddenbery Trio with Scott Mecredy, and Greensboro’s Milltown performed.
First up was Wyndy Trail Travelers (pronounced “windy”). They were very nice fellows. In the vain of traditional bluegrass, but with a hint of the new grass feel, their set was polished. However, like for Amelia’s Mechanics- the openers Friday night- the audience was slender. We’ve got to get some bodies out there next year, World. I’m telling you, it’s plenty worth the price of admission.
Next up, The Virginia Dare Devils. They were probably the most traditional of the festival. Good old flat picking guitar, fast as hell, sick mandolin playing and lovely harmonies. I advise you to check them out.
Greensboro’s own Milltown performed Saturday afternoon as well. Another old-timey bluegrass act with class, Milltown joked with the crowd: “How many bass players does it take to change a light bulb?” The answer they gave a stumped audience was, “One five one five.” I laughed.
Haw River Ramblers played a great set, despite the fact that they were a man down. They said that they were the Slaw River Ramblers that day. They had an accordion player, and I am very fond of the accordion, so I listened to them warm up by the campsite.
The headliner, if you will, was the Ralph Roddenberry Trio with special guest (and friend) Scott Mecredy. When the band pulled up, I approached a stocky and sporty gentleman and asked him which act he was with. He confidently and politely stated that he played with the Ralph Roddenberry Trio.
I later found out that the fellow I accosted was Ralph Roddenberry himself. I thought that was pretty nifty.
I ended up staying up all night with those cats. They were working on a song about side effects. It was really funny. Scott is the one pictured with bunny ears.
I hope I have done my job here. That job being turning you lovely readers from folks who didn’t attend the Deep River Music Festival into folks who are attending next time around.
When Barry Staples and I pulled away from the campgrounds Sunday afternoon in the monkeywhale moblie, we waved and blew the horn.
We had a tear in our eye and I seriously missed the people we had met and the times we had before we hit the main road.
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November 4th, 2009 at 6:37 pm
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November 4th, 2009 at 10:30 pm
nice pics Matty. Great to see you there, and you are right that not enough people to match the great music & great place to have it. The inside of the barn was soo cool and sounded great too.
November 5th, 2009 at 1:12 am
it really did sound great.
November 6th, 2009 at 11:52 am
Now if someone would just get off their ass and process all the audio from the weekend.
Seriously good times. Good friends new and old. Good weather. Good music. I went down around 5 a.m. and the pickin’ was goin’ strong.
Can’t wait to do it again. Thanks for the write-up and pics.