There are only a few things that have the potency to kill a song circle here at the Kerrville Folk Festival. A guitar in the hands of some drunk can […]
I’ve been here at the Kerrville Folk Festival for two days and I just now realize that my guitar hasn’t left its case. If I were anywhere else, people would […]
The Dank Yankee is home at last, but where is home? For me, it’s camping on the ranch at the Kerrville Folk Festival in the Texas Hill Country. This is the first of a series of posts I’ll be making from the festival.