Denise and I road tripped out of Austin yesterday, and the highways were draped in Texas Wildflowers as we headed west out of town. Bluebonnets, Indian Paintbrushes, Coreopsis, Daisy, Verbena. There were blankets of colors, and the palpable renewal of the season. As some music is, in touch with the ghosts of the past, the birds, the bees, the heartbreak or the happily ever after. Eternal.

Doug and Telisha brought it old school style when they came to the bus in Memphis during Folk Alliance. There was a gift of berries, delivered as a neighbor next door might, when they boarded the bus. Watching them, you get the echo of generations. They come from Martinsville, Virginia, and though they have a hipster sensibility, they have the classic looks of Americans of many eras gone by. Their latest CD, Ghost of the Knoxville Girl, tells the stories that populate the news today first hand, as if across the dinette table. The themes are as old as the hills, and yet have an au currant feel. Doug says, “We hope in some small way our songs not only document these times, but honor the people who are just doing the best they can to get by these days.” We render them here for you in black and white, as an homage to where they are coming from.

-Jessie Scott