Saturday, August 27, 2005

What Kind of Cat are You?

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Back in the days of yesteryear, back in my single days, when I was living in New York City, I had an opportunity to see Doc Watson play at The Bottom Line (which sadly had to close its doors in Village area - darn you NYU!).

Help us, Billy Jonas, You are our only hope!

The line spread out along the sidewalk, and the people were abuzzin' - contrary to popular assumptions - there are a ton of bluegrass fans living among the concrete hills of NYC.

The show opener was non-other than Billy Jonas, a musician I had never heard of before; I was disappointed Doc wasn't coming straight out. Jonas started his set, and to be honest, I just didn't get it.

Help us, Billy Jonas, You are our only hope!

Fastforeword to the present. Married in Asheville with a 16 month old son. A friend gave us one of Billy Jonas' cds a few months ago, and our son took to it like a fish to water. A few months afterward, his grandparents gave him a dvd of Jonas.

Help us, Billy Jonas, You are our only hope!

Whenever our son gets really wound up or upset, we pop in Billy Jonas, and he sooths the savage beastie. Jonas slays the demons of weaning and teething like no other. We keep the cd in our car and the dvd at home.

Help us, Billy Jonas, You are our only hope!

I realize now, I just wasn't cool enough to get what Jonas was doing when I saw him perform back in NYC. So I send this salute out to you, Billy Jonas!

3 comments:

pixeltickler said...

I've seen Billy at LEAF Good to know he's still around.

Edgy Mama said...

Uptown,
My daughter thinks Billy Jonas is Elvis. Whenever we see him perform, she's the one at his feet who knows every word to every song.

Another good kid musician whom parents can enjoy as well is Dan Zanes--not local, but...just in case you need some variety.

Sweet Tea said...

Uptown and I have been wanting to buy the Dan Zanes cds. Billy Jonus is wonderful but I would love to have a go at having some other kids songs stuck in my head sometimes..."and over by the thicket I hear the crickets..."