Hope you enjoyed the card from all the peeps that luv your music here in Maine......may you're future be filled with blessings and joy.......peace&luv
I was eating lunch in my car, contemplating my shitty job that was necessary to support my kids. On came "Spring Wind", and my fading interest in music was revived. Family and friends were subjected to a constant concert of your music as I own more of your albums than any other musician. Your music has given so much more than you can imagine. I've never written any artist in my life, but I just felt it important to thank you.
October 28, The Candler Opera House, Randolph, Vermont.
At intermission, while snow lightly fell outside a fire escape overhang, we talked. I shared my sorrow - the shared sorrow of the Mad River Valley - but also the singular pain of cherished friends who've lost their child. Of five families who each lost a son or daughter, October 8th. Five beautiful juniors in high school, returning back to the Valley from a show at Higher Ground, killed on 89 by a wrong way driver, a vet with PTSD driving without lights on, into the dark, without regard for his life or the innocents. It's very raw not just in the tight-knit Mad River Valley, but up and down the spine of the Green Mountains. I unpinned my Harwood Strong pin (our high school), gave it to you, and requested Laughing River. As a baseball mountain mama, I spent many years sitting on the sidelines of the Mad River league, cheering on my son and his friends. Sadly, two of those baseball boys are now dead, boys who had great things to come. I shared the story of my request with my friend, Cyrus' dad, who not only coached all those teams, but is a dedicated fly fisherman himself, now left to walk through life without his oldest son by his side. The Mad River flows right outside his door. Goodbye to those days, those sweet, playful, innocent days. We now have five stars shining down from Heaven's boulevard (Grace Potter).
Thank you from the bottom of my - and the Mad River Valley's - broken heart for listening, for the light, for the hug, and for opening up your second set with Laughing River. You are now a part of our ripple. #HarwoodStrong
"Well I'm trading in this old bat,
For a fishing pole.
I'm gonna let the Laughing River,
Flow right into my soul."
Please visit Boulder!
Looking forward to hearing you in Eugene, OR. First heard you at the Sanctuary in 1978, and many times since then.
Greg, I have spent 15 years trying to learn Banjo Moon on the guitar yet fail everytime. Any chance in some guidance?
Greg, just wondering if when you sing an old song about love, does it bring back memories of lost loves/relationships or do you bring the meaning to your present....curious, is all.
Dan C. I recorded that song thirty years ago on a cassette tape and I now have it on a CD. It has become a family favorite.
good early morning and hey greg, hey greg, hey greg, hey -
this note is to say happy birthday and also to say thanks for the beautiful music and stories and memories. may this birthday bring you and yours much joy and health and strength and peace. may it find you in a place that abounds with love and kindness and summer peaches and cold plums and fiddleheads that choose to come back into bloom, just to celebrate your day. see you soon, will be listening.