Redbird Round: Alice Gerrard, Laurelyn Dossett and Diana Jones

Photo page added

busterdilly — Sun, 31 Jan 2010 17:12:51 +0000

Folks have been kind enough to share their pictures of the show with us. And we wanted to share them with you. We’re also getting ready to head North in February, and hope to see you there. New dates are being added, so please check back for details.

Wednesday, February 17
Tin Angel, Philadelphia, PA
Thursday, February 18
The Turning Point, Piermont, NY
Friday, February 19
Jalopy Theatre, Brooklyn, NY
Saturday February 20
Levon Helm’s Midnight Ramble

Diana Jones sings “Pony”

busterdilly — Mon, 11 Jan 2010 18:19:13 +0000

Diana’s song “Pony” was nominated as “Song of the Year” by the North American Folk Alliance. In this video, you can hear why.

The Subdudes with Diana Jones

busterdilly — Thu, 12 Nov 2009 02:31:19 +0000

The Subdudes with Diana Jones
Sunday, November 22 in Carrboro
7 p.m.

Take a little soul and throw in roots rock, New Orleans-style. Redbird Round songwriter Diana Jones brings an old-time Appalachian sound to an opening set.

Price: $25
Friend Price: $23
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Selected lyrics by Alice Gerrard

busterdilly — Tue, 27 Oct 2009 15:05:50 +0000

Alice sent a few of her favorites…

“Bittersweet”
Hot summer day in my little home town
House needs paint, kinda tumbledown
Just like me, tryin’ to hold on
Bittersweet, bittersweet…

“Mary Johnson”
I’m just sittin’ in this barroom, yes that’s whiskey that you see
And my name is Mary Johnson, and lord, my feet are killin’ me
I’ve been workin’ hard and I just stopped in before I head on home
And if you’re thinkin’ somethin’ different friend, well you sure are thinkin’ wrong…
Cause if you think you’re readin’ want to in these big blue eyes of mine
Then it’s only a reflection of the want to in your mind.

“Play Me a Song I Can Cry To”
Play me a song I can cry to
Sing me a song I can cry to
Cause there’s nothin’, no not anything
There’s nothin’ in this whole wide world
Like a sad, sad song.

“Farewell My Home”
I returned to the place that I left long ago
Little house, weathered barn, hills and fields where we roamed
Dusty roads of my youth have all hardened to stone
And to strangers my name is unknown.
Oh sweet home of my childhood, sweet home of my dreams
Where old friends and old hearts entwine in sweet relief
Where I rode the wild stallion and rode with the storm
Now it’s farewell my home, my home.

Alice Gerrard on Elizabeth Cotton

busterdilly — Thu, 22 Oct 2009 20:08:44 +0000

In this video Alice talks about meeting legendary folk artist Elizabeth Cotton and her wishes to be laid down in a river and carried away, rather than to be buried in the ground.

Gerrard was the subject of a video produced during the 2009 Community Folklife Documentation Institute (CFDI), sponsored by the N.C. Arts Council, the Center for Documentary Studies and the N.C. Folklife Institute.