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SWCooper |
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Okay, this is getting out of hand. I now have twelve banjos, and only one of them is worth a lick. I am the mad cat lady of scruffy banjos.
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Created 6/18/2011
Last Visit 8/4/2020
My claim to fame: I'm the little girl who grew up <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xDxHws7r6qs">down the street from Earl</a>. Sadly, not a lot rubbed off on me.<p> If you got your first guitar or banjo from Sears in the ླྀs, you'll know the sound of my dad's voice -- they included one of his instructional albums with every instrument for a while (they sold a million guitars, he got a gold record). He's the worlds biggest banjo fanboy, Nat Winston. Thanks to him, I met and played with some of the finest musicians in Nashville.<p> In our livingroom, I mean. My picking is best described as incompetence burnished by years of repetition.<p> I married an Englishman who writes about music for a living and discovered Britain has its own amazing heritage of banjo music and the most wonderful, eccentric banjos ever made. I predict I will die in a room filled with insane banjos.<p> We live in a 400-year-old farmhouse near the English Channel where I play banjo, drink cheap white liquor out of a screwtop jar and say things like, "consarnit, whur my possum at?" Just to remind me of home.
