This post is all about MY DAD! (Well, at least the musical part of him.)
So, this post came about in a strange way. I woke up this morning with the lyrics to Charlie Daniels Band “Devil Went Down to Georgia” on a continual loop through my head. I hadn’t heard the song in a long time, but I looked it up and watched the video and found I still knew about 90% of the words. (Watch HERE if you’re unsure of the song I’m talking about.)

Now, listening to this song made me think about the music my dad played as I was growing up. I don’t remember a time when my dad wasn’t in a band of some sort. Bluegrass, country, classic soft rock/oldies, my dad plays them all. He plays banjo, guitar, bass guitar, fiddle, and sings. He’s extremely talented. And, I should add, he’s self-taught and doesn’t read sheet music. He plays completely by ear.

Anyway, listening to “Devil Went Down to Georgia” got me longing for my dad’s playing (I *LOVE* when he plays banjo, but I don’t have any of that on video) so I dug up some video of him playing. Most of these videos are of 2016 when he was inducted into the Wabash Valley Musicians Hall of Fame. The first video, however, is a crappy cell phone video from a get-together Dad played at a barn party. The quality of the video is terrible, but the fiddle playing is top-notch.

I’m not sure what the whole point of this post is other than to share my dad’s talent and how proud I am of him. Whether you love or hate this type of music, you can’t deny the man is talented.

Leave me a comment and tell me what you think.