Frank and I were at Grey Fox festival a few years ago (actually, we go every year, but this thing happened a few years ago) when a musical epiphany happened. The jam at our campsite had just broken up and it was around 2:30 a.m. so we walked down to the stage area to see if anything was still happening there.

As is usual at Grey Fox, the last act was still lingering on stage, and many of the performers from other bands had joined them. This particular night was before they started booking bands with drums and electric, so it was all straight-ahead bluegrass.

As we wandered up to the CROWDED audience area, we saw Sam Bush manically leading the charge, leaping from one end of the stage to the other, one instrument to the other. He's an unbelievably talented dynamo, and he was leading a dynamite jam that included Tim O'Brien, Bela Fleck, Jerry Douglas, Mark Schatz, Tony Rice, Stuart Duncan and several others I can't remember.

So there we were with our jaws gaping, until we started screaming and carrying on like all the other crazy bluegrassers watching and hearing this amazing performance that went on for at least an hour more. There were teenagers and geezers like ourselves, equally blown away on a farm at the top of a hill in rural NY state. Never to be forgotten.