Today marks the passage, at the fine age of eighty-eight, of bluegrass pioneer Earl Scruggs. Here is an old documentary film about himself and his family. It's also a rather amusing period piece in which the hippie narrator attempts to celebrate the "radical change" coming over the documentary's subject. In fact, it was more of a detour -- and why not? Pioneers are explorers by nature, even if at last they come home.
We were lucky to live in the right time to hear him play.
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"We were lucky to live in the right time to hear him play. "
I knew you'd post a fitting tribute...
Good night Earl. Enjoy your reunion and the opportunity to do some pickin, with Lester, and Bill once again.
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