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Monday, July 5, 2010

THE LIAR'S BENCH AT CITY LIGHTS, JULY 3RD, 7:OO P.M.



Kind Hearts, this is Dave Waldrop who alternated between sitting with his buddies in the back of the room (that is Gene Middleton, Frank Crawford and John Quinnett) and performing. Dave pats his foot while he delivers catchy little ditties about mountain life, fake cowboys and kudzu.

THE LIAR'S BENCH AT CITY LIGHTS, JULY 3RD, 7:OO P.M.



John Quinnett, our Bryson City haiku master, discusses his love of this seventeen-syllable poetic form which he has been using for the past twenty years to capture "singular moments" in his daily life.
The four poems that he discussed were inspired by such events as a family death, eating out in restaurants and the 4th of July. Quinnett's work is published in a number of major haiku journals.

Thursday, December 31, 2009

 
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Several years ago, while I was trying to restore running water to my old farmhouse, I unearthed this "artifact" under the house(CLICK ON THE PHOTO). This deadly weapon once belonged to the "Front Row Kid," and was frequently used to defend such notable cowboys as Don "Red" Berry, The Drango Kid, Wild Bill Elliott, Lash LaRue and Jimmy Wakeley, the "Singing Cowboy." In most instances, my heroes had gotten themselves in serious trouble at the Ritz Theater on Saturday afternoon. They had stumbled into an ambush. When things looked desperate, it was then that the "Front Row Kid" was rise, his cap pistol blazing to assist his friends. My gun was sometimes confiscated by the owner of the Ritz and I was lead away, but I usually got some scattered applause from some other cowboys sitting in the dark.