This past weekend, an historic annual event occurred. This event is embedded into the hearts of each and every Eastern Kentuckian alive. We look upon these days with tenderness and fervor.
What occurred is what we all know and love as Hillbilly Days.
A day to honor all the stereotypes that are placed upon us. To embrace our redneck heritage. To freely use words not found in the proper English language like "ain't", "holler" (referring to a backroad, not a manner of yelling), "waller", and "warsh." A day where you can see these guys:
I adore Hillbilly Days and all it represents.
Really.
I had the best barbeque in the world. Like, no other barbeque can top this. There was an abundance of it. And also gyros. They seem to be extremely popular in Hillbilly culture nowadays.
Anyways, I had the opportunity of performing at Hillbilly Days not once, but twice. The first time was fun. I performed fiddle tunes with the family and then brought out the keyboard for some original stuff. The wind was extreme. It almost blew my hat from off the top of my head.
Then, Brittany Taylor and Tumbleweed (veryyy talented country artists. Go check them out! http://www.myspace.com/brittanytaylormusic, http://www.myspace.com/booktumbleweed) invited me to fill in for their fiddle player who couldn't make it to the festivities. It was quite an experience. One of my first times playing in a country band where I pretty much knew none of the songs. But it was jolly grand fun.
Next week I'm headed back to Nashville. I've been looking at Middle Tennessee for school. :)
Ciao!
-Staci
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