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Detention Center Stay Prompts Move to Asheville and Birth of Renaissance Man

Jonathan Kirby
February 3, 2020

 

By Jonathan Kirby

 

At the Asheville Flea Market in 1978, you might have spotted singer-songwriter, Carey Rowland, on the back of his Dodge pick-up truck, playing tunes and selling copies of his self-released album, Something For Everyone.

“I didn’t make any effort to circulate them,” Rowland recently told me at his home in Boone. “I’m not a businessman. I’m a poet and a folk singer. So, the fact that I had these albums was good enough for me.” 

Born in Shreveport, Louisiana, Rowland forged an early fascination with the music of Peter, Paul and Mary, and Joan Baez. He began taking guitar lessons at age 12 and formed his first band, the Blazers (later, Unsoul Property) in high school. After graduating from Louisiana State University, Rowland drifted around a bit before migrating north to Asheville, where he would fall into formation with informal architects of the city’s burgeoning folk scene. 

Rowland’s brief recording career straddles the years 1978 and 1979, wherein he released two LPs—the first, folk, the second, Christian. Something For Everyone is honest and intimate, sparsely arranged and quickly recorded during a weekend trip to Nashville. Tracked in February of the following year on the heels of a religious awakening, Revelation 5:9 is fantastic and collaborative, housed in a beautiful screen-printed jacket—a collage of locally-sourced design elements. Likewise, the spiritually astute compositions come to life at the capable hands of luminaries from the region’s folk and jazz communities—David Holt, Dan Lewis, and Howard Hanger, just to name a few.

A creative polymath, Rowland maintains a comprehensive website stocked with a rolling account of musings, music, and observations. He has written four novels, Glass Half Full (2007), Glass Chimera (2010), Smoke (2014) and King of Soul (2017). He lives in Boone with his wife Pat, where they maintain an AirBnB on the hilly outskirts of downtown. 


 

So how did you wind up in the mountains of North Carolina? 

I was selling advertising for the St. Petersburg Times and I had a bad habit—running stop signs and red lights. So I got a few tickets and one day I got this letter in the mail from the state of Florida that said something to the effect of—you’ve got 12 points against your license, you need to mail your license to Tallahassee, we’re gonna keep it for 30 days. Well, that was not hard to do. I took the license out of my wallet, I dropped it in an envelope, I sent it to Tallahassee. But you know, I had to get out and do my thing every day, so I kept driving. And one day I got stopped and I got a ticket and I had to go to court. I had my tie on, my wingtips, and I just knew he was gonna fine me $25 or something. Well, Judge Rasmussen looked at me and said, “Mr. Rowland—if you would continue to disregard the law in the manner that you have done and if everybody did that in this country, we would have anarchy! Therefore, I sentence you to five days in the county detention center.” So, two hours later I’m in a jail cell with all these hardened criminals in Zephyrhills, Florida or somewhere. And the night that I got out of jail, I went to a movie. The movie was called, Where The Lilies Bloom. And the scenery in that movie impressed me so deeply that I made a point of watching the credits, all the way to the end, to discover that it was filmed in North Carolina. The next day, I went to the public library and I was looking at their yellow pages for anything in Western North Carolina. They had an Asheville phonebook, and, in the middle, you could find information about the city—said that Asheville was an artsy kind of place. Of course, me being a poet-dreamer and wannabe musician, that sounded pretty inviting to me.

What about the landscape grabbed you? When you think of the movie, what appears in your head?

Well, the story was about three kids whose mother had died, and their father died, and they were living in a shack on a hillside somewhere. And if social services knew that their father had died, they would come in there and take the kids and make them go into a foster home. So, what they did was they took their father and buried him right there on the old home place. And the scene in which the three children buried their father, there was a panned shot of the Appalachian landscape. And I remember the line in the movie that [the character] Mary Call spoke: “It’s a fair place to spend eternity.” 

Wow. 

So, I went to North Carolina and of course, there was a big music scene in Asheville. I played in Caesar’s Parlor out Merrimon Avenue, and of course the Asheville Junction where I met Dan Lewis and Ray Sisk. And Malcolm Holcombe was playing with Ray at that time, and Andy Cohen and his wife Iris were running the place. And the Allen Center—it was a folk club; it was a Peter Paul and Mary kind of place. The main thing I remember about Caesar’s Parlor was the night that I was in there and Marc Pruett—banjo player who also had a music shop, Pruett Brothers—was there playing bluegrass. And three or four guys crowd around a mic and they were singing “Tennessee,” with that harmony where they’re layering it. There was just something about that music. 

 

North Carolina Heritage Award Recipient Marc Pruett left a lasting impression on Carey Rowland

 

When did you start writing originals? 

It was during that time. I took a poetry class at LSU; I was a writer and a poet and all that. I think the emphasis in the back of my mind always was writing more so than performing. And so, I think the first song that I wrote was a song called “Gilgara Mountain,” which Dan Lewis turned into something that was three times as good as it was originally, without the harmonica in there. It was just amazing what he did with that song. 

So, the first original song you ever wrote appears on your first album? 

Yeah.

What was the impetus for recording this album?

Well, I had written a bunch of songs. I’m not an ambitious person. All I wanted to do was to just do it, get it done, get it recorded—whatever. So, I’d written these songs, and my friend Tom Behrens called me from Nashville and said he was working in a studio over there and would I like to come over and lay down some of my songs? And of course, I did. And so, I went over to Nashville one weekend and Dan Lewis was over there with me and Tom was working at this studio in a part of town I’d never heard of called Music Row. I was so happy. Then, once we had the tracks down, I was doing a little overdubbing with piano and whatnot. Then Waldo and Bill show up; one of them has got a saxophone, the other one’s got a trumpet. Next thing I know they’re laying down these dynamite tracks on “Underground Railroad.” Man, I was in Nashville heaven. 

Who were Waldo and Bill? 

I never saw them again and I had never seen them before that day. Tom was running the tracks, the raw “Underground Railroad” that I had done. I didn’t play it with them; they were working strictly from the tape. And they worked on it a little bit, and then they cut it, and then they were gone, and I never saw them again. 

Why do you think Tom called you, of all the people he was associated with in Asheville, to cut a record? 

Probably because he knew that I was a songwriter. And what else do you do, if you’ve just landed in a place like Nashville? You’re looking back to where you came from and you’re thinking about the panorama of musicians that crossed your path. If you thought that any one of them had some potential, you’d call them up. Maybe Tom had a career in record production in the back of his mind? And you got to start somewhere. 

So, you did this recording over a weekend?

Probably. He sent me a tape, and I listened to it, and, I was pleased. Now if I was a real musician, if I was a professional musician, I would of found 1001 places where I could say “He misses a beat there or the drummer misses there,” or something like that. I was just very pleased with it and I said, “What would it take for me to get this tape on vinyl?” I ordered 500 records. I had an idea for the cover. I went to Sharon Vincent—she was living in Weaverville. I took a little nylon string guitar out there [because] I liked the artwork around the sound hole. And I said, “I want you to take this guitar and I want you to draw the face of it there and that’s gonna be my album cover.” And I don’t know how the bee thing showed up—I think I said, “Oh and by the way, Sharon—put a bee in there.” I guess it’s because I had a certain kind of style with my fingers that I had gotten from Carlos Montoya. He came to LSU and it was just amazing what he did. So, I had developed this kind of scrambly kind of credenza thing with the strings. So, I think when I asked Sharon to put the bee on there, I had that flamenco movement in my mind—because it was sort of like a bee buzzing. Although that bee was a lot fatter than I had imagined. 

What was the inspiration behind the title? 

Well, of course it’s not something for everyone. It’s a very narrow poetry collection with a little music behind it. That was an example of positive thinking. If I thought there was something on there for everybody, then I was dreaming

 

Carey Rowland with a copy of Something for Everyone
Carey Rowland with a copy of his debut album, Something for Everyone.

 

Your next album was released just one year later. What motivated you to get back in the studio so soon?

I was having a rough time and I was making some poor decisions. And at the V.A. hospital in Oteen, I was helping somebody do a slate roof. And on one Friday, I had a check from that roofing company—I think it was $175. And I cashed the check and filled up my gas tank and drove to Texas. I was gonna go to Austin and be a folk singer. I got to Waco and spent the night at my grandmother’s house—little old Baptist lady, she’d been praying for me all these years. The next day or so, I went to a Pentecostal church there in Waco and I walked in and these women were in there singing in tongues and I thought I was hearing angels in heaven. And so, I’m listening to this sermon. This blind man was preaching. After the service, I went up and I said, “Well, what do I need to do here?” And he said, “You come to my office in the morning.” So, I came to his office the next morning and he led me to the Lord, to Jesus. I eventually made my way back to Asheville and started living life as a Christian. And I wrote some Christian songs and at some point, I felt I had it together enough to do an album. I really liked doing an album. So, I asked a bunch of my friends that I’d picked with a little bit. Dan was, of course, one of them. Dan did a stellar job. I mean, he’s an incredible musician. But that harmonica that he put in on “Life’s Railway to Heaven” with Dave Holt playing the banjo? David Holt used to live right across the street from me when I was on Garren Creek Road, out between Asheville and Bat Cave. So, it was another one of those things that just happened. It was a lot more of a live thing. We had a lot of fun. And then I did another session, a jazz session, with Howard Hangar and his band. 

Was it intentional to include the little informal prayer at the beginning of “Amazing Grace?” Is that something that you wanted on the album? Or was it an afterthought?

It wasn’t a recording as far as I was concerned: It was an event. And not only am I prevailing upon these friends of mine—some of whom were not believers—to come in and help me do this project, but I’m also, in a sense, preaching to them. I’m hoping that the experience that they have playing music with me will make a little dent in their own belief. And I’m not a real vocal Christian, but I did take the liberty of saying a prayer before [“Amazing Grace”] — so I don’t see any reason why it shouldn’t be left in there.” 


 

About the Author

Jonathan Kirby is a record collector, author, and producer with the esteemed reissue label, the Numero Group. A native of Winston-Salem, he is an authority on music recorded in the Carolinas and has amassed thousands of independently produced records from the ‘60s, ‘70s, and ‘80s, spanning all genres from doo-wop to hip-hop, folk to funk to rock. From 2007 to 2010, he served as the Associate Editor for the Brooklyn-based music Journal, Wax Poetics, before joining the Numero Group in 2011. He has been nominated for two Grammys in relation to his archival work—in 2014 for his expansive liner notes for Purple Snow: Forecasting the Minneapolis Sound and again in 2017 for producing Bobo Yeye: Belle Epoque in Upper Volta. He returned to Winston-Salem in May of 2018 to intensify his research and preservation of the underrated, unknown, and marginalized musicians of North Carolina. He has just completed the cover story for the Oxford American South Carolina Music Issue, where he goes deep on the musical accomplishments of Lake City native and astronaut Dr. Ronald McNair, whose untimely death aboard the Challenger in 1986 put a tragic end to saxophone solos performed in orbit.

It Was Over Almost Before it Ever Started: The Story of Wilkesboro's Pyschedelic Rock Band The May Street Tops

Jonathan Kirby
December 11, 2019

 

By Jonathan Kirby

Of the many Carolina curiosities forged at Harry Deal’s Galaxie III Studios in Taylorsville, N.C., few recordings seemed to have burrowed deeper into the hills than It’s a Nice Place to Live But I Wouldn’t Want To Play There by The May Street Tops. By the time the small run of shrink-wrapped records had shipped from the pressing plant, guitarist Tom DeVoursney had undergone a religious conversion, upending the band’s uncertain future. Of the 300 copies sold by the Wilkesboro group, only a handful have surfaced in the intervening years. Considered a grail by a global consortium of psychedelic rock enthusiasts, this informal Southern rock masterpiece fuses the melodic motifs of the Allman Brothers, blades of bluegrass, and a high/lonesome sensibility that is uniquely Appalachian.

The following recollection is comprised of two separate phone conversations with the group’s guitarists and primary songwriters Don Story and Tom Devoursney, who reside in Wilkesboro and Santa Rosa Beach, Florida, respectively.   

Don Story: My folks always had music playing in the house, primarily things like Miles Davis, Erroll Garner, and Wes Montgomery. My sister was six years older than me and she was in the pop vein; she introduced me to the Ventures. And then my parents always seemed to be very interested in the things I became interested in, which, obviously The Beatles on Sullivan in ’64 was an epiphany. I remember right after that, everyone in school was either on the football team or in a combo or both.

Tom DeVoursney: My grandfather was a bluegrass fiddle player, Sherman Thomas Boggess. My mom told me that when Bill Monroe came to town, back in the olden days, he would ask my grandfather to come and sit in with him. My grandfather would go off and play bluegrass music, make absolutely no money, and come home hungover and broke. When the family would all get together, it’d be a hundred people there and they’d all be singing. The lady down the road, Nancy Earp, would play the accordion and my grandfather would play the fiddle and two or three uncles would be playing guitar. So [music] was definitely in my family.

Don Story: It was the summer between my seventh and eighth grade years in school and drums was all I cared about. But I was starting to be around some people that had guitars and they sort of caught my interest, too. But I had an accident where I severely injured my right arm going through a plate glass window, to the point I came pretty close to losing it. I was in a cast for the better part of six months and so drumming was out. But I could cram a [guitar] pick in where my thumb came out of the cast, so I got a guitar, just to have something to do. And as soon as I was able to get out of the cast and start doing the drums again, I did. But the guitar bug was there by then too. 

Tom DeVoursney: I started playing in local bands and went to Wilkes Central High School. As time went on, we just kind of congregated together and formed a band. It was like a dream come true. We were all young guys. I mean, I was like 16. 

Don Story: Well, they were already together. I was in another band and actually I was living in Chapel Hill. I came back and I think went to see them play at the armory. I remember thinking they were a little young and a little raw, but, there was something there. They were very very big into the Allman Brothers and the way they presented it there was with two drummers and a keyboardist and two guitars—they had the exact same line-up and they did that music very very well and very faithfully. 

Tom DeVoursney: We were the like the Almost Brothers.

Don Story: Tom and I lived maybe half a mile apart from each other, so we started getting together and playing guitars, either at my place or his house. And the songs would just sort of come. I wish I could remember—it might of been a year, it might of been six months—how long we were actually a band, but it wasn’t a tremendous length of time. So, the idea had to come fairly quickly once we started playing that we were going to record the album.

Tom DeVoursney: Alright, this might get me in trouble, but Ronnie and Allen Pruitt were two of the early rockers there in Wilkesboro. Everybody came to their house and we could do anything in there—we could smoke pot. They lived on May Street and we used Top [brand] rolling papers, so we named ourselves the May Street Tops. 

Don Story: I knew of Harry’s reputation as being a full-time professional entertainer and so I admired that aspect of things. I just knew he had a studio and it was close by. It might have cost a thousand at the most—it was somewhere between $500 and $1000. And that was another education for me—I financed that record. I got my first loan. I couldn’t believe it, that in Wilkesboro, they would lend to a 21 or 22-year-old musician. So, it was a great coming of age moment for me—that was the genesis of my stellar credit rating today. 

Tom DeVoursney: We came in with the band and basically recorded the tunes live in the studio, pretty much in one take. The worst part was, back in those days, nobody knew how to mic acoustic guitars hardly—especially with a rock band. I’ve always been an acoustic freak—I love acoustic guitars, and I was trying to use acoustic guitars. I wasn’t satisfied with the sound we had with the guitars on there. But considering where we were? I mean, we did it on one of those four-tracks with 2-inch tape at Harry’s place. And Donny was pretty much the engineer. I think he did a really great job. We did the vocals after the fact and we overdubbed the acoustics, but again, we were limited in that we were trying to keep it within a time frame, so we knocked it out pretty quick. We came in there and set the whole band up and it was like, okay, we’re cutting this record today… and we did! 

Don Story: That record was recorded in one eight-hour session. It was get in there and let’s do it, and if something wasn’t quite right, well that’s too bad. In my mind it was a lunch break when we took the picture, but it could have been done after. Because I’m sure we got in there by, let’s say maybe 7 or 8 in the morning and by 4, the recording aspect of it was finished. So, it could have been after that. That was our standard garb in those days—a flannel shirt and jeans, probably a blue-jean jacket and as much hair as we could muster.   

Tom DeVoursney: This is the beginning of my awakening. I was sitting with my best friend and we were smoking a joint at the time, and he said, you know, I’m dating this girl, and she was a Christian, then she became a witch, and now she’s an atheist. And he said I guess I’m an atheist too. And I said, no man—everyone knows there’s Jesus and God. You know, you can’t be an atheist. And right then and there, I thought to myself, I really believe that. And I said a little prayer in my head, like, God, I know I’m really a sinner and please have mercy on me. And from that point, life began to change for me, man! Everywhere I went, there was something going on. I’d be walking down the street and all of a sudden, some guy’s be there to hand me a Christian tract. And I’d be with the rest of the guys, and they’d just walk right by. Like—they didn’t even see the guy! 

Don Story: I’m trying to think if it was all of us or just Tom and me, but after the recording, I could just tell something was on his mind. And, he probably broke it to us as a group—the religious thing. And he hated it, but he just couldn’t play anymore with us. We had a lot of work lined up. The Rally Weekend at Appalachian—that date was booked and coming up quickly. Like I said, we were not thrilled. And I hate that there was any animosity at that point, but I don’t think there’s any way we could’ve not had a little bit under those circumstances. 

Tom DeVoursney: I’d be asleep at night; people be knocking on my window at 2 o’clock in the morning to take me out for a drive to try and talk me out of it. The guys in the band wanted to pay for me to go to a psychiatrist because they thought I was losing my mind. It’s a big change, man—a psychic change you go through. I was living a lifestyle that just didn’t go with Christianity at all, and I had to make a decision. And it was hard because those were my friends, we built this band together. It was very difficult. 

Don Story: It’s great to me now that there’s no lingering animosity. I remember when I first spoke with you, just for a laugh, I went on YouTube and there was one song from [the album], a song called “Southern Lady.” I’d totally forgotten about that song. I mean, in a lot of ways it sounds like 20-year-old kids that are still learning how to tune their guitars. But there was some interesting bits. The writing was, I won’t say derivative, but we wore our influences pretty heavily. But there was something there. If we could have kept going and leaning in that original direction, I think there was some promise.  

Tom DeVoursney: I guess one of the neatest things is when my boys were in high school, they got the May Street Tops album. And they didn’t know what to think of it, but their friends, loved it. The 16-year-old friends of my boys liked the record and once their friends liked it, they liked it. So, I guess, after all these years to see your kids and your kid’s friends really like it was nice. 

 


About the Author

Jonathan Kirby is a record collector, author, and producer with the esteemed reissue label, the Numero Group. A native of Winston-Salem, he is an authority on music recorded in the Carolinas and has amassed thousands of independently produced records from the ‘60s, ‘70s, and ‘80s, spanning all genres from doo-wop to hip-hop, folk to funk to rock. From 2007 to 2010, he served as the Associate Editor for the Brooklyn-based music Journal, Wax Poetics, before joining the Numero Group in 2011. He has been nominated for two Grammys in relation to his archival work—in 2014 for his expansive liner notes for Purple Snow: Forecasting the Minneapolis Sound and again in 2017 for producing Bobo Yeye: Belle Epoque in Upper Volta. He returned to Winston-Salem in May of 2018 to intensify his research and preservation of the underrated, unknown, and marginalized musicians of North Carolina. He has just completed the cover story for the Oxford American South Carolina Music Issue, where he goes deep on the musical accomplishments of Lake City native and astronaut Dr. Ronald McNair, whose untimely death aboard the Challenger in 1986 put a tragic end to saxophone solos performed in orbit.

Rural Americana: Brotherhood of Peace was Mt. Airy's Answer to the Southern rock Movement by Jonathan Kirby

Jonathan Kirby
December 15, 2019

 

By Jonathan Kirby

While Mount Airy is best known as the hometown of American actor Andy Griffith (and the prototype for the fictional town, Mayberry), it has always had an underground. Founded in 1948, hometown station WPAQ served as a sanctuary and tributary for the early bluegrass pickers that emerged from the surrounding hills and hollers. By the mid-1960’s, Mount Airy had a handful of record labels to circulate the sounds of regional artists. One such label, Tornado Records, holds the distinction of issuing “Thoughts of a Madman” by the Nomads, which became canon in the genre of garage rock.

Founded in the late 1960’s, the Brotherhood of Peace began as a rhythm section for the New Americans—a faith-based assemblage of vocally inclined Surry County high schoolers. Traveling through the Southeast with a repertoire of religious and patriotic standards, guitarist Dennis Tolbert would be encouraged by musical director and county sheriff Jim Taylor to contribute an original to the collective’s songbook. With its message of unity, Tolbert’s uplifting “Brotherhood of Peace” would give the power trio its enduring handle.  

After striking out on their own in 1974, the Brotherhood of Peace started trafficking in heavier fare, finding a lane in the emerging Southern Rock movement being pioneered by breakout acts like Allman Brothers, Marshall Tucker Band, and ZZ Top. After playing at Winston-Salem’s Rittenhouse Square in 1974, club owner Bobby Locke suggested the group meet with Don Dixon, bassist for the prominent Chapel Hill rock combo Arrogance and freelance engineer at Charlotte’s Reflection Sound. With Dixon at the controls, Brotherhood of Peace entered Reflection in October to assemble Cuttin’ Loose, a progressive mélange of power pop and Southern rock that put the Mount Airy group in a league of their own.  

Lead singer and songwriter Dennis Tolbert still performs regularly throughout Western North Carolina. The following interview was conducted on Friday, November 22, 2019, at the Vanishing Point Bar and Grill in Mount Airy, where the Dennis Tolbert Band—still a trio—has a long-standing Friday night residency.

Tell me about your early music exploration?

I started singing in church, believe it or not. And I listened to all music. Back then it was all AM—country, rock ’n’ roll, rockabilly, pop. And then, of course, TV shows. I watched The Johnny Cash ShowThe Glenn Campbell ShowEd Sullivan—I saw Elvis and the Beatles on TV, so, just like millions of other musicians, it inspired me to want to get into [music]. I started out as a drummer when I was 12—that was just kind of the beginning of it. Then I saw my cousin play guitar a year or so later and I thought, well, that’d be fun to try. So, daddy said, we’ll go down to Advance Auto and buy you a beginner guitar, if you’ll learn how to play it. We paid 22 dollars for it. The action was super high, and you played until your fingers bled, but I learned. I joined a local band called The Casualty Company and believe it or not we hauled all the equipment around in an old hearse, which, I know a lot of bands have done that over the years, but—we did it. We were doing Beatles, Stones, Cream, Hendrix—everything from that era. And we had a strobe light—we got a lot of gigs because we had a strobe light [laughs].

Were you just playing locally, in Mount Airy? 

Just around here. We were actually in a battle of these bands when I was 15—and we won. We got 100 bucks, so everybody got 20 bucks apiece. I remember coming home that night and it was like 11 o’clock—mom and dad done gone to bed. But when I came in, the lights come on and [my dad] said, “How’d you do?” and I said, “We won.” He said, “Well, what did you get?” and I said, “I got twenty bucks!” And daddy just comes right up out of the bed and said, “Well, if you’ve found something you love to do and you get paid to do it, you should stick with it.” 

What was it like growing up in Mount Airy? We all know it as Mayberry. 

Well back then, it was. You could leave your windows open during the summer, you could leave your keys in the car, you could leave your front door unlocked at night. It was peaceful and it was pretty much like Mayberry. When Andy became part of that TV show and everything, it was kind of a reflection of this town. It was simpler times. 

Was there a rebellious side to Mount Airy that we didn’t see on The Andy Griffith Show?

Yeah, we were the antithesis of that. We were the first ones to have long hair. Everybody thought we were hippies, but we were really cool people, just laid back. And we didn’t do drugs. We were long hair and rock ’n’ roll but we stayed away from all that stuff. And then we had the name, Brotherhood of Peace, which a lot of people thought was really cool because of the hippy thing. And then the more we got exposed, people were like, “Why they got a name like that for?” 

You were in a group before Brotherhood of Peace, correct?

The New Americans. This was a chorus group. At one time we had as many as seventy in the choir. We did patriotic songs, we did pop music, we did religious music. And the conductor decided he wanted a band to back up the group which would make it even more exciting. He said, “Why don’t you put a band together?” So—a couple of the guys that were already in the chorus could play instruments and we recruited a couple of others. So, we ended up with myself, a bass player, a drummer, a keyboard player, a sax player, and a lead singer. We did that for about a year and played to the biggest crowd I’ve ever played in my life. It was at Atlanta Stadium and it was 1969—55,000 people. And I was 16. 

When would you see this iteration of Brotherhood of Peace starts gathering steam? 

It was about ’73 or ’74. That’s when we went to Winston and played Rittenhouse Square. And Bobby Locke told me about this guy who had a mobile recording truck, and it was Don Dixon. We just ran a snake from the truck into the club at Rittenhouse and mic’d everything and he recorded us. Now, this was on WTOB. It was for a late-night radio show, but you know, at midnight they would play whatever. I remember we had to drive down to Germanton because you couldn’t pick it up here. And we did! I remember going down there and sitting in the parking lot of this gas station — “That’s us, man!” 

We talked to Don again, and he said, “Well, do you guys have any of your own stuff?” I had lots of songs, so we started recording our own stuff on to cassette—just getting ideas together. So, once we had about 10, I called Don and he said, “Well, just send me the tapes.” So, I sent him a cassette and he said, “We’ve got something we can work with here!” 

We got our stuff together and went down to Reflection [Studios]. It was like maybe the second week of October, ’75. I remember we got there at like noon. We stayed there from noon that day ’til about 5 o’clock the next morning doing the rhythm tracks. We went in the next day and did all the vocals. And we just left it up to Don and [Arrogance guitarist] Robert [Kirkland] to put it all together and mix and they both did back-up vocals. And Rod Abernathy! He already had stuff on PBS in the ’70s — “The Woodwright’s Shop” That background music? Rod Abernathy wrote that.

Brotherhood Of Peace Cuttin' Loose (Entire LP)

What was your objective—were you hoping you could get a record deal or?

Yes. See—we were young. I was 22 years old. And they were telling us, “Well, we’re going to go ahead and record this album and we’ll put it on our label, and you can take these and give ‘em to radio stations and help promote yourself.” And we sold them at gigs, and you know, things like that. But we were hoping there would be somebody along the way that would’ve said, “Hey—these guys have got potential, let’s do something with them.” Especially cause we were self-contained as a trio. There were no problems, no issues, no habits, and we were ready to go. 

So—what happened? 

Well, we rode it out. The first thing, the album came out—it was delayed. We recorded in October, we thought it would be out by the first of the year but it didn’t come out ’til March. Dixon told me that he thought he was gonna get a production deal with Chelsea Records and he said, “I’m gonna take this [Brotherhood of Peace] album and put it with Chelsea and we’ll get nationwide distribution.” That never happened. We hooked up with [booking agency] Hit Attractions and they said, “You need to add another guitar player; you need to add a keyboard player.” And we got a lot of offers to go do things, but people still were skittish of us ‘cause we were three piece. Even Grand Funk—they were a trio in the beginning, but once they added the keyboard player, that’s when “We’re an American Band” came out, and that took ‘em right to the top. 

Being from Mount Airy, was it an advantage? A disadvantage? Did it make you seem exotic? 

Nobody could figure out who we were. Everywhere we went. ‘Cause it wasn’t anywhere around here. We started playing Raleigh when the Switch was called the Crabtree Lounge. And all these locals were checking us out: “Well, who are these guys?!” You know, what are they doing down here. One of the first Capricorn [Records] gigs we did with Captain Beyond was right down below Raleigh and that exposed us to the area. I think it was in Clinton? Or is it Clayton? At a place called Harvey B’s—two nights there with Captain Beyond—Bobby Caldwell, Larry Reinhart, Lee Dorman from Iron Butterfly.

Tell me about love at first sight with the talk box

I got the plans from Joe Walsh. It showed how to build one and I actually built one in my basement. You know what an 8-track is? An 8-track tape? Those little boxes that they used to come in? You could put like 10 or 12 in there? I took that box apart and cut some holes in it and mounted the driver inside of it and hooked up the jacks to it and learned how to use it—used it on the album. But once we started traveling, it wasn’t reliable to set up. So, at that time, Dean Markley had a prototype—100 watt—and I’ve still got that one. I’ve blown the driver in it a time or two. Peter Frampton told me about that. I met him back in ’76. I said, “Peter, you use the talk box all the time. You never have any problem with yours?” He said, “Well, what problem do you have?” And I said I keep blowing the driver in it. He says, “We’ll turn the volume down.” Of course, I’m like, Duh.

When you listen to this material today, how do you feel about it? What’s it sound like? 

It’s a part of me. I remember writing every one of them. I continued to write. I had enough for probably two more albums after this. Frank Shepherd came in in ’78, and he stayed with us a year. Then I added another bass player, Dale Williams. He was from Fayetteville, and he pretty much rode it out the last six months with us. But about Memorial Day weekend of ’79, that’s when we called it quits. And I came home and then I felt guilty—I felt like I would always regret it, you know? I just came home and started writing songs. So, by the end of the summer of that year, I went out and found a local band—young guys—and I just told them, listen: If y’all want to go out, really, and get some gigs? Y’all back me up and we’ll get this together. So, we rehearsed for a month or two and we went out and started playing gigs. Well, it was like a 5-piece band and all of a sudden it was a trio again. And from basically about 1980 to now, it’s always been a trio. 

So, sell me on the trio; do you feel like it’s a format that suits you? 

I think the energy level is what makes it what it is. Everybody’s really working hard and listening to keep that energy going. When they were trying to sell us back in the day, club owners and concert people would say, “A trio? Well, that’s not enough sound!” But after they heard us? It was like, “Oh, there’s enough sound there.” 

Any parting thoughts about the Brotherhood of Peace? 

We did it all and saw it all. It was a good initiation for a bunch of local hometown boys. We saw how the big boys do it, even though a lot of times, they put us on the same bill with groups that had already reached fame and were on their way down. And that was kind of disappointing. I remember one of the first ones we did was a New Year’s Eve gig and it was a three-band-deal. Hydra, out of Atlanta, was the headliner. It was in Elkin. They revamped the old Lyric Theater and made a nice club out of it. We were all psyched up, we’d done our set, and [Hydra] showed up backstage and I’d never seen anybody so drunk and messed up. And I thought to myself, “So this is what it’s like to be a star?”


About the Author

Jonathan Kirby is a record collector, author, and producer with the esteemed reissue label, the Numero Group. A native of Winston-Salem, he is an authority on music recorded in the Carolinas and has amassed thousands of independently produced records from the ‘60s, ‘70s, and ‘80s, spanning all genres from doo-wop to hip-hop, folk to funk to rock. From 2007 to 2010, he served as the Associate Editor for the Brooklyn-based music Journal, Wax Poetics, before joining the Numero Group in 2011. He has been nominated for two Grammys in relation to his archival work—in 2014 for his expansive liner notes for Purple Snow: Forecasting the Minneapolis Sound and again in 2017 for producing Bobo Yeye: Belle Epoque in Upper Volta. He returned to Winston-Salem in May of 2018 to intensify his research and preservation of the underrated, unknown, and marginalized musicians of North Carolina. He has just completed the cover story for the Oxford American South Carolina Music Issue, where he goes deep on the musical accomplishments of Lake City native and astronaut Dr. Ronald McNair, whose untimely death aboard the Challenger in 1986 put a tragic end to saxophone solos performed in orbit.

 

Rural Americana: Asheville’s Sunn Cycle on "Acid Raga" by Jonathan Kirby

Jonathan Kirby
December 4, 2019

Asheville’s Sunn Cycle on Acid Raga

by Jonathan Kirby

 

Asheville’s psychedelic revolution began, not with a bang but with a raga. A nod to the Indian motifs being woven into progressive rock during the late ’60s, “Acid Raga Pt. 1 & 2” was 
conjured in a sleepy iteration of Asheville, considered by most to be a retirement community. Named for the Blue Cheer song of the same name, Sunn Cycle was comprised of drummer Tommy Walker of Knoxville, Tenn., guitarist Danny Kennedy of Cramerton, N.C., and organist Larry Blanton of Gaffney, S.C. Bassist Billy Farmer, the lone Asheville native, had spent his high school years strumming guitar for the Fabulous Untils, an R&B group comprised of hometown soul heroes Charles Pickens (of the journeymen soul duo Pic and Bill) and Stanley Baird (of Bite, Chew & Spit and, later, New Central Connection Unlimited). After nearly eight years on the road, Farmer returned to Asheville where he crossed paths with Larry Phillips, who owned the Lake Lure nightclub the El Tango, and ran the Asheville booking agency, Talent Attractions. Although a guitarist by trade, Philips convinced Farmer to fill the bass vacancy in Sunn Cycle. The quartet worked small rooms through the Southeast, using both Asheville and Knoxville as home bases. While they earned a reputation for raucous renditions of Steppenwolf, Vanilla Fudge, and Jimi Hendrix hits, their enduring legacy would be built on five furious minutes of improvised insanity dubbed “Acid Raga,” a lysergic cacophony, recorded on a Sunday in one take, smeared across both sides of their lone 45.

Essentially a sound check for a premeditated recording session, “Acid Raga Pt. 1 & 2” captures the quartet pounding on their instruments, completely unaware that studio owner Chuck Taylor had begun rolling. Unscripted and unrestrained, “Acid Raga” is a pure distillation of the brilliant and chaotic alchemy beginning to swell in Appalachia’s musical underground during the late ’60s. 

On August 9th, 2018, all four members of Sunn Cycle reconvened at the studios of AshevilleFM, where they were interviewed by musicologist Vance Pollock for his weekly radio show, Riffin’. This oral history has been assembled from the resultant conversation; it has been edited for length and continuity.


 

Larry Blanton: We used to call “Larry Phillips” the Terror of Asheville. Talent Attractions? We changed it to “Terror of Asheville.” You didn’t know what you were gonna find when you got to the gig. He had an office in the top of the Northwest Bank Building [later, the BB&T Building], and we used to have to go up there and wait by his door until he came out. One day we took [the letters in] “Talent Attractions” and made the word “Latent Rat Actions.” 

Tommy Walker: It was early September maybe even late August of 1968. I was sharing an apartment [in Knoxville] with a guitar player, who later turned out to be my cousin, and we formed the band Sunn Cycle. Our inspiration was heavy rock and roll music—Steppenwolf and things of that sort. Eventually Larry Blanton came through town with one of the Carolina road bands and played at one of the clubs near the University of Tennessee. He left that band and joined us. We ended up with Billy Farmer on Bass and Danny Kennedy on guitar—which seemed to be the combination that worked—and we were out gigging within a couple of weeks. 

Danny Kennedy: What was the club down on the river? And they had chicken wire up over the stage? The Casa Loma! If they liked you, they’d throw empty beer bottles. If they didn’t like you, they’d throw full ones. 

Larry Blanton: We used to drive back home [to Asheville], Billy and I, every Saturday night. We’d get to play for some of the frat parties and got to know some of the students that were the thing on campus, and it was great. What Asheville didn’t have; Knoxville made up ten times for it. 

Billy Farmer: Chuck Taylor actually found us. There was a big battle of the bands in Asheville in early 1969. And somehow, we got booked in as the professional headliners for this thing. We weren’t part of the competition but a couple of us were judges on one weekend; the following weekend they had the concert and the show in the Asheville Coliseum, and we played then. That’s where Chuck saw us.

Tommy Walker: We were there [at his studio] and we just did this to get loosened up before we recorded what we were there to do. We got through doing it and Chuck, in the control room, said, “Okay, we’ll keep that one.” And we were saying “You’ll what?” We didn’t even know he’d recorded it, much less that he was gonna put it out as a 45. 

 

"Acid Raga Pt. 1 & 2" from the Numero Group compilation, Warfaring Strangers: Acid Nightmares, on which Jonathan Kirby was a producer.

 

Danny Kennedy: We had played a gig that previous night. We were up pretty late. We were all pretty much ragged by the time we got in the studio. 

Billy Farmer: Chuck, he titled that song. And like I said—now this is just my opinion—it was just more of a jam. We were just running through something and—poof. Next thing I know, it’s out, floating around. 

Larry Blanton: We had to more or less teach him how to be an engineer. He had the equipment, but—it’s like an instrument owner and an instrument player? There’s a big difference. 

Tommy Walker: [Regarding the title, “Acid Raga”] I think realistically, there’s more of a perception of wildness than there was true wildness. For example, when I was in high school, everybody assumed I was on drugs. I wasn’t on any drugs—I didn’t even drink. I was always at band practice. I just wanted to play music.  

Larry Blanton: If I had to do it all over again, I wouldn’t change a thing. I’d leave it just like it is. I wish we could have done more; you can only do so much and then fate guides your way. 

Danny Kennedy: To me, it was one of the better parts of my musical career. I wish I could have stayed with them longer, but like Larry said, fate takes over. 


 

About the Author

Jonathan Kirby is a record collector, author, and producer with the esteemed reissue label, the Numero Group. A native of Winston-Salem, he is an authority on music recorded in the Carolinas and has amassed thousands of independently produced records from the ‘60s, ‘70s, and ‘80s, spanning all genres from doo-wop to hip-hop, folk to funk to rock. From 2007 to 2010, he served as the Associate Editor for the Brooklyn-based music Journal, Wax Poetics, before joining the Numero Group in 2011. He has been nominated for two Grammys in relation to his archival work—in 2014 for his expansive liner notes for Purple Snow: Forecasting the Minneapolis Sound and again in 2017 for producing Bobo Yeye: Belle Epoque in Upper Volta. He returned to Winston-Salem in May of 2018 to intensify his research and preservation of the underrated, unknown, and marginalized musicians of North Carolina. He has just completed the cover story for the Oxford American South Carolina Music Issue, where he goes deep on the musical accomplishments of Lake City native and astronaut Dr. Ronald McNair, whose untimely death aboard the Challenger in 1986 put a tragic end to saxophone solos performed in orbit.

Rural Americana: Jonathan Kirby Explores the Quiet Genius of Asheville’s Dan Lewis

November 24, 2019

Very few recordings encapsulate the high, lonesome sounds of Asheville's nascent music scene quite like Dan Lewis's near-perfect long-player, Towards the Light, self-released in 1979. Recorded during overnight sessions at an 8-track jingle house in Nashville, Dan Lewis and engineer Tom Behrens pieced together an honest and introspective songbook, one track at a time, incorporating many of the motifs and moods reverberating along the empty streets of downtown Asheville and into the underground clubs on the town's periphery. Besides authoring one of North Carolina's most sought after LPs (of which only 500 were pressed), Dan Lewis holds the distinction of playing alongside fringe blues legends Walter and Ethel Phelps, plus coordinating and participating in the only concerts to feature Bob Moog at the keys and control knobs of his signature Minimoog. Dan Lewis still lives in the Asheville area and performs sporadically when the near-perfect opportunity arises. 


 

Where were you born, and where did you grow up?

I was born in Brooklyn, N.Y., but by the time I was seven years old, I was living down here in Asheville, which, in those days was a just-about-unknown little haven of a retirement community. It was a very quiet little town. 

 

In what fashion did music enter your life? 

Music was the first thing I really had a powerful emotional reaction to. For me, music has the potential for a certain spirituality. It’s an invisible entity, but it can make you laugh or cry or dance or sing. So, in a way, you could say, “Hey, isn’t that the way to describe magic?” I got into The Beatles and the pop music of the middle ’60s. But then the Beatles just sort of led everybody deeper and deeper. And as the Beatles turned on and their hair got longer, so did the culture of the world. And along the way you got turned onto people like Bob Dylan and Crosby, Stills, Nash, and Young, and all of a sudden you recognize that these songs were not just about your girlfriend or your boyfriend and getting people to dance but now it was social commentary and it was pointing out that things needed to change and that was also fascinating to me.

 

What is your means on discovering and consuming music? 

My generation was extraordinarily tied to AM radio. Big WISE was the station that all the kids listened to. The guy most connected to Big WISE was Little Joe Brown. Interestingly, as this whole music fever hit the country, he was the guy who would introduce us to, “Hey kids, there’s actually a group coming out of West Asheville called the Fabulous Wunz that have a 45 record out!” And so, all of a sudden, we were listening to our own local music. 

 

Tell me about the clubs, or lack thereof, in Asheville when you were coming of age. 

At one point, there were only two music venues in the entire town. One, in the North End, was the Brass Tap. And initially, that was where the acoustic people started congregating. The very few songwriters, the couple of bluegrass people, the occasional rock and roller—people who were looking for an experience. It was only a mile away from UNCA and so you would also get professors and students coming in for a beer after school. So that sort of became the home of acoustic music. 

The other venue, which was over at Innsbruck Shopping Mall, operated under various names like Smuggler’s Den And O’Dell’s. It was a great big dancehall with chairs and tables and a stage and that’s where the electric music scene found a venue to perform at. So, as bands grew up and gathered and were all vying for very few gigs, it also made for us being able to know each other. It got to the point where, in those days, I could say I knew every musician in the area that was out performing. 

 

 

I know that your time with Walter and Ethel Phelps had a profound impact on you. How did that come about? 

There was a place called the Allen Center and it was right on the edge of the black community in Asheville. They had services and programs and lessons to benefit low-income people. At a certain point, Dick Gilbert, who was the head of the Allen Center, determined that he would like to have a folk-style coffee house. So that became the roots of a third and very important venue, the Asheville Junction Coffeehouse. This was equally, if not more important, than the other two aforementioned venues. Because they brought in a famous folk singer and guitarist by the name of Andy Cohen. He knew all the great folk musicians of the Northeast and the West, so all of a sudden, we’re getting fresh input. 

Andy would also go way out in the mountains and find these old-time players that had been playing all their lives but were only maybe known to their immediate community. So, Andy, being totally fearless, went down into the black community to see if there’s any old black blues players around. And sure enough, it turned out that there were indeed these two people that were older than just about anybody left in the black community. They were known as Uncle Walter and Aunt Ethel. I remember very distinctly the night he had them at the Asheville Junction. They started playing and it was like a time machine. It was very raw. Most people of my generation were trying to play cleanly and in time. And here this old man is just beating this guitar like a drum, to the point of distorting. And when Ethel opened her mouth to sing, she had this amazing voice—sort of like Aretha Franklin, only deeper and darker and richer. And her roots were in black spiritual music. So, Walter was playing these strange old songs and these strange old chords, and he would do things that us young musicians were trying our best not to do. I mean, he’d drop a beat, drop a bar, and yet the perfection of it? The flaws were perfection. 

So, I very quickly became friends with them and started hanging out with them and trying to play music with them. I’d do my best I’d just sit there and pat my foot and keep time. It’s funny, Walter playing by himself, ignored time. It was a free form tone poem. But when I would just sit there and pat my foot, then it would immediately be like, okay now we’ve got a drummer—I’ll follow the drummer. I had an old arch-top guitar and I was playing bottleneck slide on it, so it had the right old-time bluesy feel that, to us, felt right.

 

By this time, what kind of inspiration was feeding material intended for Towards The Light?

I’ll say this—for a fair amount of my young life, I was an incurable romantic. You go back to all these lovely, courtly poems from the century before and a lot of it was naive, but it was well-intentioned. And so, the way I look at it is, a great deal of that recording is both inspired by both my love of nature, my love of romance, and how I felt things ought to be. I think once you’ve explored love in various formats, you can’t just keep writing love songs—you have to start going a little bit deeper.

 

What was the recording process like? 

(Friend and collaborator) Tom Behrens left Asheville for Knoxville, two hours away through the mountains and found a job in a real recording studio. So, once he gets established and learns the ropes, he says to me, “Hey, how’d you like to make an album?” Well, say that to a kid who's totally obsessed with music and writing all the time with little or no outlet for any of that—it was like a dream come true. So, the earliest roots of Towards The Light came from me driving over there—two hours there, two hours back—and learning my way around a recording studio. We worked late at night; we’d literally go in at 10:30, 11 o’clock at night and work till 4 or 5 in the morning. So, then Tom and the guy who owns the recording studio decided they’re gonna move to the big time because another 4 hours deeper into Tennessee is Nashville. Now we’re SIX hours away from Asheville. And as soon as Tom got established, he said, “Hey—come on over! The water’s fine!” So now I’m driving six hours each way. So, that’s where we actually recorded most of Towards The Light. Basically, I would say I played 95% of all the tracks on the album. By having the ability to multitrack and to overdub tracks, then all of a sudden it would be like, “Hey, you got a bass I can borrow? I’m going to sit here and figure this out and I’m gonna go lay some bass tracks.” And it’s funny when you look back on it, you think well, it’s a little amateurish, a little naive, and yet at the time, it was like just painting pictures.

 

 

I genuinely think that “The Blue Ridge Lullaby” is the single greatest song ever written about Western North Carolina. Are you surprised it hasn’t gained more traction as people continue to bug out about leaves?

You know, it’s funny—not to take anything away from his song, but I was always amused by James Taylor. He wrote this song and it has nothing to do with North Carolina other than, “In my mind, I’m gone to Carolina.” Not that it’s not a lovely song—it’s the of the unofficial state song—and yet, in reality, it’s not really about North Carolina. It’s got a couple of neat lines about North Carolina, and then it becomes about him and his interactions. Had he gone one or two steps further, he could have written this absolutely classic song about North Carolina. But hey—he was probably 18 and he was writing about his girlfriend—that’s that. 

 

How did it come to pass that you and Mike Abbott are responsible for the only known recordings of Bob Moog playing his signature Minimoog? 

The second year of Bele Chere is 1980. And so, we're having this meeting and we’re saying okay—what can we do this year that’s even bigger and better. And I think it was [festival organizer] Jon Gossett that said, “You know I heard that Bob Moog moved into the area; Let’s call him and see if he wants to play the festival!” And, you know, I’m the only musician in the crowd and I’m thinking to myself, that’s not gonna happen in a million years. So, I said “Okay—I’ll play the fool in this.” I actually found out his number and called him. He says, “Well is there anybody else playing synthesizers?” Ironically, the only other person in the region at that time playing synthesizers was my close friend Mike Abbott and Mike and I were doing some songwriting and performing as a duo. Bob just immediately says, “Great! I’ll play with you guys!” And, I almost had a heart attack. It was like somebody had thrown a bucket of water over me. 

I called up Mike and I said, “You’re not gonna believe this.” I told him, and he got real quiet on the phone and I realized that he felt that same sense of awe and fear. I said, “Man, we are going to have to step up our game, big time.” So, that put us both into a frenzied mode of creativity. We were continually getting together every free moment and he was composing stuff and I was composing stuff.

The first performance was the summer of 1980 at Bele Chere. And we performed on a stage in front of Pack Library. And because it was Bob Moog—not because it was Dan Lewis or Mike Abbott—most of the festival attendees turned out for that particular show. And the combination of acoustic instruments and Mike’s wonderful keyboard—and then Bob Moog? It was unlike anything Asheville had ever heard before. And it was so successful, I said to Bob, “Would you consider doing one more show? Instead of doing a street festival where there’s all these distractions and distant crowd noises or automobile noise, let’s do a serious one.” I contacted the Asheville Art Museum and they immediately agreed. So, the second—and best—performance was at that time, November 23rd, 1980. The accumulated recordings were later released through the Bob Moog Foundation as Moog, Abbott, And Lewis: The Gig Tape

 

 

You’ve been in Asheville for a very long time and seen many changes. Are there any elements of the old Asheville that you fell in love with that remain visible in modern-day Asheville? 

Asheville has always been a cool place, even when it was abandoned. The fact that it’s an old town, there’s, fortunately, a fair number of the old buildings still intact. I will say this—if you go back to when the hippies first started their back-to-the-earth movement, they were coming out of places like New York City—big cities. And generally speaking, Asheville’s always been fairly inclusive and has continued to be a place that's welcoming of counter-cultural elements. So that remains. 

I think the sad thing is that you have all these talented people who will no longer come out and perform because the money has not changed in 30 to 40 years. Everything else—every single thing you can name—has gone up in price and value. It used to be you could buy a case of beer for $5. Now, we’re buying a pint of beer, made locally, for $5. The great irony is that all these clubs are making so much more money than they used to. Instead of selling Budweisers and PBRs, now they’re selling local beer that hasn’t even been trucked anywhere. Yet there’s no trickle-down when it comes to music. So, musicians, who’ve been playing 30 to 40 years, look out there and go, “Wait a minute—that’s the same money we were getting back in the ’70s. I’m not playing for chump change.”

As a young musician coming up, I was just thirsty to hear my betters. I wanted to steal a chord, I wanted to hear something that would spark something in me. Now when I go out, it seems like everybody is so intent upon their own performance that it doesn’t matter who or what came before or after, to say, “I want my moment and I’m not here to learn anything—I’m here to show what I’ve got.” So, ironically, the less you play, the less people know about you. And you can sort of work yourself right into obscurity waiting for the good gig. So ironically, I’m probably at the peak of my musical powers and yet relatively unknown in my own hometown. So, where do you play? And who will come out? 


 

 

About the Author

Jonathan Kirby is a record collector, author, and producer with the esteemed reissue label, the Numero Group. A native of Winston-Salem, he is an authority on music recorded in the Carolinas and has amassed thousands of independently produced records from the ‘60s, ‘70s, and ‘80s, spanning all genres from doo-wop to hip-hop, folk to funk to rock. From 2007 to 2010, he served as the Associate Editor for the Brooklyn-based music Journal, Wax Poetics, before joining the Numero Group in 2011. He has been nominated for two Grammys in relation to his archival work—in 2014 for his expansive liner notes for Purple Snow: Forecasting the Minneapolis Sound and again in 2017 for producing Bobo Yeye: Belle Epoque in Upper Volta. He returned to Winston-Salem in May of 2018 to intensify his research and preservation of the underrated, unknown, and marginalized musicians of North Carolina. He has just completed the cover story for the Oxford American South Carolina Music Issue, where he goes deep on the musical accomplishments of Lake City native and astronaut Dr. Ronald McNair, whose untimely death aboard the Challenger in 1986 put a tragic end to saxophone solos performed in orbit. 

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