A Grand Ole Hoot

Last Thursday, some friends and I went to this Hootenanny at the Cambridge YMCA. It was a night of fiddles, folksongs, and flouncy broken hearts. Check out my coworker, Barna Howard, a softly hooting singer-songwriter currently recording his album manually the good old-fashioned way. Vikesh Kapoor had some clever tales in his lyrics. Spitzer Space Telescope was born in the wrong century; he’s a crazy minstrel through and through. My personal favorite was Old Hannah. Their dreamy EP doesn’t do their live selves justice: Tyler Bussey and AK Kalinowski are deeply beating musical magicians.

The night was orchestrated by Lonesome Vince and his Mama Bird Recording Company. I am soothed and made grateful to know they each exist!

Too, on Saturday I stopped by the Cantab Lounge to catch Chris Fullerton‘s country-style set. He spiced it up with some saxophone in accompaniment and it was darling. Boston’s got some legitimate folk musicians coming out of the woodwork. Czech them out!

“Black Star” Old Hannah

there’s a black star shining in a white sky tonight

there’s a black star shining in a white sky tonight

and if I look for once in my life I see

there’s a black star shining in a white sky tonight

and if I look right now

then I can make it out

there’s a black star shining in a white sky tonight

stallion running in a plain all alone

stallion running in a plain all alone

and if I look for once in my life I see

a stallion running in a plain all alone

he’s got some real bad blood

and he’s covered up in mud

there’s a stallion running in a plane all alone

a sweet apple growing on a sour apple tree

a sweet apple growing on a sour apple tree

and if I look for once in my life I see

there’s a sweet apple growing on a sour apple tree

they say it tastes so sweet

they say it’s safe to eat

there’s a sweet apple growing on a sour apple tree

clock that’s tickin’ and it’s just about twelve

clock that’s tickin’ and it’s just about twelve

and if I look for once in my life I see

the clock that’s tickin’ just about twelve

when the clock strikes one…

change is gonna come!

there’s a clock that’s tickin’ and it’s just about twelve

there’s a black star shining in a white  sky tonight

there’s a black star shining in a white sky tonight

and if I look for once in my life I see

there’s a black star shining in a white sky tonight

and if I look right now

then I can make it out!

there’s a black star shinin’ in a white sky tonight

there’s a black star shinin’ in a white sky tonight.

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