I'm getting a late start this morning. But this really got me going. The great Dewey Balfa and his nephew Todd Balfa with a fine example of fiddle sticks over the classic J'ai Ete Au Bal. Dewey always played with such depth of feeling and soul. He's like the Louis Armstrong of Cajun music. A great ambassador. When his fiddle cries, you cry too. And when he smiles, you understand why it's so great to be from South Louisiana.
Thursday, September 3, 2009
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