A few weeks ago I was at Hardly Strictly Bluegrass Festival in San Francisco. It was a crazy day. One of the best of my life. 5 albums worth of pics are here.
I played a song with my buddies Elvis Perkins In Dearland.
But this is not why I write today. I write today because bumming around among the Mt. Rushmore of bluegrass and billionaires and millionaires and superstars backstage, I'm walking and look over to see Robert Plant. He's talking with Elvis Costello's drummer Pete Thomas. And I get all nervous. Cuz like how do I say hello and still be cool. I don't want anything from them. Just to acknowledge they're a couple of inspiring and badass musicians. I walk kinda over by them. And then...
chicken out.
But as I'm chickening out, I overhear them talking. Pete is talking about and explaining his side project band Jackshit. It's him and Elvis Costello's bass player, Davey Farragher, and Jackson Browne's guitar player Val McCallum. They do 3 part harmonies all night long with the best country soul covers & redneck schtick in between. Pure genius.
So, I stop in my tracks. And walk right up to them. I'm like "Are you guys talking about Jackshit?! They're my favorite band." And Pete says to Robert, "See this guy knows what he's talking about." And I say to Plant, "Oh you've done a great thing or two here and there yourself." I shook their hands and said, "It was an honor to meet you both." And then was on my way.
1 comment:
I think it was an honor for THEM to meet YOU. So there.
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