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13: A Front Row Seat

1. Last time I cried: Monday night while listening to Smokey Robinson sing (Abraham Martin John and Bobby) about the assassination of so many of our treasured leaders at the White House Celebration of the Civil Rights movement, aired on PBS for Martin Luther King Day.

2. On the same night I laughed uncontrollably watching an 80 year old woman punk a young man at an airport with an offer to get together in flight for a “high mile” club rendezvous. It was one of the candid camera like pranks on Betty White’s new show “Off Their Rockers.” You should have seen the look on the guy’s face.

3. Speaking of guys, a few new country names I discovered while reading the local obituaries are Venston, Bitley, Histon, Ezess and Worth.

4. The old mountain names are fascinating to me, like today’s hippie names, they seem completely made up.  Woman’s names I’ve recently come across are Fressie, Villie, Arnilla, Ezma, Drema and Treecie. God bless them.

5. After hearing about the youtube clips of S*it Girls Say, I discovered some on S*it No One Says, which I liked even better with lines like Twilight deserves an Oscar, My bazooka gum still has flavor, I miss my dial-up, I just have too much money and The Beatles suck.

6. Of course the Beatles don’t suck and neither did the five-star music duo performance we saw at the Floyd Country Store Sunday night.  Ketch Secor and Critter Fuqua are old-time revivalists from Virginia and two of the founding members of the famed Old Crow Medicine Show. They play what I think of as “contemporary traditional” music (I know, it’s an oxymoron). The also have a knack for comedy. They premiered a nearly finished song about hillbilly robots, called Hillybillybot, and they spun some really good yarns. HERE they are doing the band’s signature song that has gone gold.

7. Because I got a front row seat at the concert I was able to capture THIS, my son’s girlfriend volunteer to go on stage and do a slow polka with champion flat-footer Rick Sutphin.

8. THIS banjo player from the Hackensaw Boys (far right in picture four with blue shirt) stayed at my house with my son and others from Asheville who came to hear the show.

9. Only in Floyd can you be out helping a friend with disabilities collect litter and run into a neighbor who jumps out of her car, pulls out her banjo and plays you a song in the middle of the road. See the picture HERE.

20. HERE is the beach version of 13 Thursday’s Front Row Seats.

11. On two occasions in my life I’ve come across completely naked people having sex, once on the beach and once at a summer solstice gathering.

12. At least I have never come across a dead body like my blog friend Naomi at Here in the Hills.

13. What would you want a front row seat to?

Thirteen Thursday

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