Art gave a fiddle workshop at Clifftop a couple of years ago. I forget which tune it was but he explained that the first time he played it, it was "his" way. Then he played it the way "Daddy" played it. It blew me away that he could "grassy-up" a tune (i.e., make it slick) but still remember how to play it the old way. It occurred to me then that there's more tradition in that man than probably any other living fiddler. And now he's gone...sigh...

Goodbye Girls, I'm Going To Boston...

Goodbye Art, we'll miss you.

-Greg