Love Bromberg even managed to turn him on to my teenage sons, imagine that.Actually played with him in the campgrounds at the philly folk fest in the seventies he was impressed with my buddie's 1948 guild and played it for about 1,1/2 hrs. We did dust my broom, this land is your land, kawliga the wooden indian and many others that slip my mind.The coolest thing about it was that only a few recognized him in the dark by the fire.But surely is a memory I'll never forget. The man is a master.Seen him at different folk fest and the acadamy of music in Philly but don't remember anything but him walking through the crowd and out on the street playing some mean blues, to bad I wasted a good time with alcohol.