She was backed up by the Greenbriar Boys on one of her albums, and when I heard the banjo on those tunes, I absolutely flipped. It was the coolest sound I had ever heard. Within a few months, I purchased a banjo over winter break in my hometown of Elmira, N.Y., and brought it back to Bucknell.
I started practicing and eventually could play a few tunes. I wasn’t the greatest banjo player around, but I had a lot of fun doing it. I went to a bluegrass festival near Lancaster, Pa., met a ruddy farmer named Red Evans from Muncy; he invited me to visit and play bluegrass music.
On Red’s expansive farm in the middle of nowhere I realized that Bucknell was part of a farming community where traditional music was central to the way of life. He gifted me a second banjo in the hopes that I might put it to good use. That had a real impact on me.
After I graduated from Bucknell, I moved to Boston, where there was a vibrant folk-music scene. I performed in coffeehouses with a six-person band playing ragtime, bluegrass and other styles of old-time traditional music.
When we moved to the Bay Area 11 years ago, I discovered another lively acoustic music community here. I play in jam sessions with other musicians, but nothing formal.
When the pandemic took hold, we transitioned to Zoom sessions every week — a work in progress, because there’s a lag time between the person who leads the song and the rest of the jammers.
– As told to Lisa Leighton