An Old Moonshine Jug, Chiggers, and You [VIDEO]

I grew up a weird kid. Obsessed with 1920s and 1930s culture, fashion, films, music. In high school I dressed like Charlie Chaplin. I carried one of Tiny Tim’s ukuleles in an old brown paper bag and wandered the hallways of my old high-school, turning it into my own freak show. For awhile I toyed…

I’ve spend most of my life digging. Searching for lost things. Forgotten songs. Unknown artists. Singers that wandered the backroads of America picking tunes on cheap guitars. Old bluesmen (and women) from deep down in the Delta. Loggers and lumberjacks in the north woods. Hobos and cowboys. Gamblers, whores, and church goers. Anyone with a…

It was about a hundred years ago when I first met Charlie Parr, another good ol’ Minnesota boy from the fields of southern Minnie, just around the corner from where I’m from here in Mullet River. Charlie was a whiz on the guitar and we had fun playing shows together. Fast forward a few years,…

Growing up in Minnesota there’s a few truths I learned over the past hundred years. If you’ve never been to the Land of 10,000 Lakes, I’d like to share with you these truths right now. They are as follows: This is one of my favorite Bob Dylan songs. Fun to sing. Here’s a video that…

Heigh-ho, everybody, heigh-ho! Last week I played the Bloody Mary bar at Boats and Bluegrass, a fun music festival in Winona, Minnesota. After my set, a fella came up with a resonator guitar and asked about my National resonator. We traded guitars, tunes, and stories. Turns out he was up busking from New Orleans… and…

Once upon a time there was a good ol’ boy called Bascom Lamar Lunsford. He picked the banjo and wandered the back roads of the North Carolina hills. Learning tunes from the locals. In 1901 a high school kid named Fred sang a strange song called “I Wish I Was A Mole In The Ground”….