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Sunday, April 3, 2011

CHAUTAUQUA! LIARS BENCH GOES TO THE AVE FESTIVAL, APRIL 1ST.


Well, Kind Hearts, the Liars Bench is touring! Several weeks ago, Elizabeth Hay asked for a Liars Bench show for the opening of Andrews annual AVE Festival. As a result, Dave Waldrop, Steve Brady, Barbara Duncan and I loaded up our bench and Bodine, our mascot and drove to the Valleytown Cultural Arts Center on Friday, April 1st. We had a fantastic audience and even got a standing ovation.

Steve Brady not only played 1940's favorites but doubled as a storyteller and did a repeat of comic piece, "Carmen" (based on the opera). Dave Waldrop did his "Smoky Mountain Home" and launched a bit of audience participation with a piece that required a half-dozen members of the audience to become turkey buzzards. I did a history of the Liars Bench (both the traditional one and our own version), informed the audience about how Bodine, our mascot came to be a part of the show, told a few "tall tales" and told an old story about an infamous preacher in Cashiers Valley. Barbara Duncan delivered a haunting version of "Pretty Polly" as well as a rendition of her new song, "Junaluska. Before the night was over, the performers entered into a dialogue with the audience that dealt with topics as diverse as the meaning of "Tradition," the old mountain phrase, "a sense of place," oral history and leaving and returning to the mountains. We ended up with a rousing rendition of "Will the Circle Be Unbroken" lead by Barbara with the chorus repeated by the audience. We should be so lucky at any future touring program!

Photos by Carl Iobst.










Thursday, May 21, 2009

TELLING EACH OTHER LIES

Shelia Kay Adams came to see me yesterday. She brought a friend and when I verify her name, I'll come back and add it here. Shelia Kay and I have been performing together for about 25 year, going back to performances at the "green door" in Asheville (an old garage turned "performance center") and extending through over 100 elderhostels. In the interval both of us got stomped by life...what my grandfather called "being frailed against the wall." I guess a fitting analogy for our current status would be, that we are both "cracked plates;" folks need to put us down carefully.

We sat on the porch and told each other lies: a dozen unsolved murders (and who really did it.) We talked about Sy Kahn and "Aragon Mill," Don West and the Highlander Center in Tennessee, William Faulkner, buzzard hygeine (their defense against people who trap them is to puke on them), depression, suicide, gritted cornbread and Dolly Parton and Porter Waggoner singing "The Dark End of the Street." We are doing a show together this Saturday in Highlands and I believe we are both scheduled for the Kidder Cole Festival in Cashiers next week. It was good to see her. It gave me reason to look forward to tomorrow.