Travelin’ McCourys DELight the Friday night crowd at the Gettysburg Bluegrass festival

It might have been around 11 p.m. Or it might have been later. Or earlier. Probably later. The Travelin’ McCourys were supposed to take the stage at 10 p.m. Friday at the Gettysburg Bluegrass Festival. But when Russell Moore ran late in an earlier slot, then did an encore, too, things got backed up. So it was definitely later than 10 when they started. But why haggle over silly things like exact times. Let’s just[…]

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Tradition Holds Sway as 77th Gettysburg Bluegrass Festival Gets Underway

If you want to see a pretty good illustration of the divide between the Flatt Earth Society bluegrass purists and those with a less parochial view of what bluegrass is, Thursday night in Gettysburg would have been a good place to be. The folks who put on the two Gettysburg Bluegrass Festivals each year are hardly purists. While unlike some festivals, you will not find non-bluegrass “folk” acts spicing the menus at some festivals, Rich[…]

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Travelin’ McCourys coming home to headline next week at Gettysburg 77

It will be a homecoming of sorts when the Travelin’ McCourys take the stage next week at the Gettysburg Bluegrass Festival. Born and raised just one county over, this is sort of old stomping grounds for the McCoury brothers. “As far back as I can remember, we would go to Gettysburg for the festivals,” says Ronnie McCoury, who was born nearby in York and began coming to the Gettysburg festivals long before he was appearing[…]

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Dispatch from Grey Fox: Horsing around on Saturday proved a lot of fun

It is one of Dan Whitener’s prized possessions. It is a musical instrument so special to him that he only breaks it out to play it for special occasions. Yes, the Grey Fox Bluegrass Festival is such an occasion. “I wouldn’t want to take this outside to play, or to a festival, but this is one place where people know what it is,” said Whitener, Man About a Horse’s banjo picker, as he carefully wiped[…]

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Dispatch from Grey Fox: A Friday filled from noon to late night with great music

“That old guy emceeing is known as a no-nonsense keep the show moving kind of guy,” said one of the volunteers working the High Meadow stage Friday afternoon. “He is usually out there with a kickstand, getting them right off the stage. He doesn’t encourage encores, so you know he liked them.” “Them” was the southcentral Pa. band Mountain Ride and they had just finished a set that included not one, but two encores. Two[…]

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Dispatch From Grey Fox: Thursday comes with Strings attached

You know those tap takeovers that are so popular in craft beer bars these days? It was like a musical version of that Thursday at the Grey Fox Bluegrass Festival, with artist in residence Billy Strings taking over the Walsh Farm festival grounds as the four day festival got started in earnest. Strings appeared on all three stages Thursday, starting the day off by sitting in with emerging artists Cane Mill Road on the Creekside[…]

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Hot picking, cold sleeping on Wednesday night at Grey Fox

Tim Kruzic was back home Wednesday night. No, the banjo picker from Columbia, Md., did not sleep in his own bed. He as at his second home, the one he has been going to this time of the year every year for the past 10 years – the Grey Fox Bluegrass Festival. “I’ve bee a volunteer the past 10 years. Those guys have been coming for longer,” Kruzic says, nodding in the direction of a[…]

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Was Smoked Country Jam a Good Time? Does a Bear Pick in the Woods.

“We came to see the wildlife in Pennsylvania. We saw it,” said Mike Munford, pointing to the crowd on the rail for Frank Solivan and Dirty Kitchen’s Saturday night set at Smoked Country Jam. “And we saw a bear.” That, in a nutshell, is a pretty accurate description of Smoked Country Jam, which has been held since 2004 at Quiet Oaks Campground in the middle of a part of Pennsylvania often referred to as “God’s[…]

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Lesser Known Acts Make Mountain Ride’s Camp Bluegrass an Eye Opening Experience

We were sitting under the awning of “The Bommer,” hiding from the sun and enjoying the music and Lisa and Zig’s hospitality simultaneously when we met Bob Keel. He introduced himself. Pretty sure he complimented the site. And he made us feel terrible, because first time we meet the guy first thing we have to say is “sorry, got here late and missed your set.” It’s not bullshit. We were not just being polite. We[…]

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