When I was a child, My Father was always playin' Music. On the Weekends he would be in the Kitchen Fiddlin' so nice and long until the Neighbors thought we must have bought a new Stereo.He Parked the Truck in the back yard and I would come up,to cool off,Me from playin',Him from fiddlin', with some Ice Tea.Don't remember a time without that music of my father.Except when he was gone.Then you'd catch me tape recording myself singin' to see if I sounded like him.At night the old guys would come over:Milt on steel guitar, Great uncle Frank(I barely remember him,Great Fiddler) and a few others,and Bernie my father. I grew up with folk music all around.that is,songs by folks Seems like live music was more there than radio.I remember my Father singing me a song once.To Me.I told him I didn't like it. I think I was intimidated by the power you can have when you sing. I was a child.But I did realize what you can say with music. I don't mean with words,but music.Big Bill Broonzy said "I guess all songs are folk songs,I never heard no horse sing'em. If your Human you'll understand.