| Debbie Cresswell |
| Sandi Moss |
| Rebekah Cresswell |
| sample some Deep South Dixies |
Notes:
I caught up with The Deep South Dixies in
Nederland last Saturday (May 13, 2006) at Bill and
Dean Robertson's Jam-O-Ree. And boy was I
glad I did. They were absolutely delightful!
Like a cool drink of clear water from a rusty old
well pump, the Dixies bring forth refreshing new
life from some of bluegrass' creakiest old
standards. Let's face it, folks ... after 20 or so
years of hearing and picking Old Joe Clark, even
I'll Fly Away, performed in predictable fashion,
they do get a mite old. Which means that
Saturday was the first time I actually enjoyed
hearing those songs in, let's see, over 35 years.
So now you know how long I've been picking
America's music.
Well, The Deep South Dixies are mid-teen girls
from Westlake, Louisiana, who have been at it
maybe two years. Okay, okay, Debbie's out of her
teens ... but just barely. Actually, Debbie (bass) is
the mother of Rebekah (mandolin) and aunt of
Sandi (guitar) and her sister Gabrielle (banjo).
I'm not going to carry on about their pickin' (wait 'till
you hear Old Joe Clark) or their harmonies (like
on Talk About Sufferin') or even their Deep South
accented voices (sweet as a nest full of baby
mocking birds). What splashed over me was the
originality and pure creativity of their unique
arrangements and exhuberant execution. I'm still
playing their CD two days later as I write this.
Which brings me to the point of this little essay.
These young ladies represent our hopes that
bluegrass music will survive and flourish in the
next generation. The girls are working mighty
hard, fellers, and they need our support. So all you
old bluegrass geezers, like me ... cough up a
measley 15 bucks and order their CD today.
And you rich festival promoters, get 'em booked,
soon as school's out. They're real pretty and put
on a dynamite show. Just ask anybody who was
at Nederland last Saturday.
And, finally, you'll want to know this: The Deep
South Dixies all promised me that they would
never, ever, trash the President of these United
States when they were picking bluegrass in a
foreign land, or otherwise besmirch the sacred
honor of our beloved Deep South. - Editor
I caught up with The Deep South Dixies in
Nederland last Saturday (May 13, 2006) at Bill and
Dean Robertson's Jam-O-Ree. And boy was I
glad I did. They were absolutely delightful!
Like a cool drink of clear water from a rusty old
well pump, the Dixies bring forth refreshing new
life from some of bluegrass' creakiest old
standards. Let's face it, folks ... after 20 or so
years of hearing and picking Old Joe Clark, even
I'll Fly Away, performed in predictable fashion,
they do get a mite old. Which means that
Saturday was the first time I actually enjoyed
hearing those songs in, let's see, over 35 years.
So now you know how long I've been picking
America's music.
Well, The Deep South Dixies are mid-teen girls
from Westlake, Louisiana, who have been at it
maybe two years. Okay, okay, Debbie's out of her
teens ... but just barely. Actually, Debbie (bass) is
the mother of Rebekah (mandolin) and aunt of
Sandi (guitar) and her sister Gabrielle (banjo).
I'm not going to carry on about their pickin' (wait 'till
you hear Old Joe Clark) or their harmonies (like
on Talk About Sufferin') or even their Deep South
accented voices (sweet as a nest full of baby
mocking birds). What splashed over me was the
originality and pure creativity of their unique
arrangements and exhuberant execution. I'm still
playing their CD two days later as I write this.
Which brings me to the point of this little essay.
These young ladies represent our hopes that
bluegrass music will survive and flourish in the
next generation. The girls are working mighty
hard, fellers, and they need our support. So all you
old bluegrass geezers, like me ... cough up a
measley 15 bucks and order their CD today.
And you rich festival promoters, get 'em booked,
soon as school's out. They're real pretty and put
on a dynamite show. Just ask anybody who was
at Nederland last Saturday.
And, finally, you'll want to know this: The Deep
South Dixies all promised me that they would
never, ever, trash the President of these United
States when they were picking bluegrass in a
foreign land, or otherwise besmirch the sacred
honor of our beloved Deep South. - Editor
| 2nd ¢hance |
| 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 |
- Where the Soul Never Dies
- Fourth Man
- Fox on the Run
- Talk About Sufferin'
- I'll Fly Away
- Old Joe Clark
- Dark Hollow
- Swing Low
- Last Mile
- The Big Rock Candy Mountain
- This Lil' Light o' Mine
- Lil' Mountain Church
- Fourth Man
- Fox on the Run
- Talk About Sufferin'
- I'll Fly Away
- Old Joe Clark
- Dark Hollow
- Swing Low
- Last Mile
- The Big Rock Candy Mountain
- This Lil' Light o' Mine
- Lil' Mountain Church
Order 2nd ¢hance from The Deep South Dixies 630 Fred Lutz Rd Westlake LA 70669 CDs - $15 (includes shipping) For booking and other information thedeepsouthdixies@hotmail.com |
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