Well, LD&D, we have a more subversive approach, me and Hardiman the Fiddler. We're just teaching the blues stuff we like to our Christian music-playing group of friends, "The Good News-Goodtime Band." Oh yeah! We just told them it was a form of prayer, handed out the sheet music, and went for it. (We had already blown their minds with the Fiddler's Fakebook. "Where are the WORDS?? And how is Whiskey Before Breakfast a HYMN??? But-- it is catchy, how do I read the chord changes, can ya slow down?")

They're catching on nicely to the Police Dog Blues, Born in Chicago, Trouble in Mind.... "It's like the Psalms! Psalms!! You know, the angry and pleading ones! Those were the first blues! It's OK! Even in church???"

But it was a surprise to us when, at the last nursing home church service we led... ha ha haaa!!! We were warming up and setting up, you know, usual Home stuff... and the chairbounds were brought in first, hahaa!! And we were sorta blues-riffin' real quietly on the banjo and autoharp... ha haaa!!! I was lookin' at Hardiman, like, ain't we bein' bad, these Baptists will be scandalized if we don't quit before they catch on! Debbil's Music!!!

And the awake ones SAT RIGHT UP and started yelling for more! Snapping their fingers! The not-awake ones woke up and did the same!

This is conservative, hellfire & whitebread Pennsyltucky, with old dears who've never left the county-- or SO THEY SAY.

Liars, every one. Ole WWI and WWII musta broadened their horizons. USO, only explanation.

So-- hahaa!! Start a band! And market it where you least expect success!

~Susan~