Earl Scruggs (Commentary)

That was my childhood You know and it was My dad played the banjo But never could figure out The Scruggs-style with that three finger roll He was a, not a clawhammer player But more of a Pete Seger, din-jigi-din-jigi-ding And he was a folk, he would sing this folk songs And um, and play the banjo like that And he, I laughed, I said he cussed Earl Scruggs his whole life 'Cause he could, he'd get those books Those records, and he'd sit, and he'd try to get it And he'll just dog cuss everything about Earl Scruggs But ah, um You know, it was interesting how powerful the sound of that instrument was I think for me, what he did for bluegrass was gave it- its It's greatest definition You know, in its sound and in its style You know, and ah, you know Even more so Monroe had the songs the great voice And Lester sang, but it was It was the sound of the banjo to me That really defines bluegrass in its purest form so Um, finding him to be the, the kind, gentle man that he was Was even better than how great he played And the times that I got to, like you Get to go to his house, and go to the parties And jam sessions, and so yeah getting to Getting to collaborate with him On "Foggy Mountain Breakdown" A million years later from its invention was Was very powerful I have a really neat picture of Of just Earl and his banjo Here at the house, and it was ah You know once again It's ah, it's musicians that I kinda Hold in the, the highest place for me of admiration