Chasing down the voodoo of Larry Keel’s bluegrass guitar
It’s Floydfest, June 2003. The evening is thick and balmy, draping the rolling Floyd County landscape in shimmery violets and blues. Along the festival’s arterial corridor, despite main stage bands kicking into their second sets, an exodus was underway. I remember it distinctly: the wild-eyed shirtless young man materializing, catching hold of the girl dancing […]