THIS is the very quintessence of making the fiddle sing. I’m so grateful to hear this. Not only my favorite, and one I argue is the finest of all the fine in the Great American Songbook, but one that also leaves me imagining my father, a Seabee in World War II, looking at the moon over Guam and my mother looking at the moon over Springfield, Tennessee. Thank you, Megan. Absolutely beautiful.
Your playing and teaching has inspired me and I've been in love since I first heard you in Weiser as a contest fiddler. Although I can't move my bow arm anymore, due to a broken neck, I still listen and follow your playing. You've brought me many hours of joy and a hobby for many years. Thank you ...Mark from Santa Cruz, Ca..
THIS is the very quintessence of making the fiddle sing. I’m so grateful to hear this. Not only my favorite, and one I argue is the finest of all the fine in the Great American Songbook, but one that also leaves me imagining my father, a Seabee in World War II, looking at the moon over Guam and my mother looking at the moon over Springfield, Tennessee. Thank you, Megan. Absolutely beautiful.
Your playing and teaching has inspired me and I've been in love since I first heard you in Weiser as a contest fiddler. Although I can't move my bow arm anymore, due to a broken neck, I still listen and follow your playing. You've brought me many hours of joy and a hobby for many years. Thank you ...Mark from Santa Cruz, Ca..