Teach Your Children Well

This past weekend was a long one- four shows in three days! As fun as these runs can be, they’re often tiring as well. This set of shows, however, was particularly special.

We started off Friday evening at Chico Feo on Folly Beach. It’s a beautiful little backyard bar- a few blocks from the beach, surrounded by trees, with a small stage at the back of the lot. A new friend of ours from Folly- Ricky- joined us on the mandolin for part of the set. His grandchildren were there, enjoying the music as well as just running around and being kids. At the end of the night, Ricky’s granddaughter, Aurora, joined him on stage to sing one last song- Worried Man Blues. As well as being downright adorable, it also seemed a hopeful statement about many things- family, community, the future of music.

Saturday we had another very similar surprise. We played at the Brickyard in Mt. Pleasant, a cool sports bar with an awesome stage. Some time into our set, a young boy- six or seven years old- comes in with his parents and sits at the bar. Mike asked him what he’d like to hear, and he threw several options at us- Marshall Tucker Band? Johnny Cash? We were pleasantly surprised. Then we learned he played the drums! We invited him to sit in on the snare for a few songs, and he blew us away with his rhythm and focus. When we talked to Gavin and his parents later, we learned that Gavin himself had chosen to come see us. His parents look for local bands that start early enough to accommodate a seven-year-old’s bedtime, and then let Gavin listen to their music. They had done that Saturday, and he chose us. To see such a love for music- especially live music- at a young age was amazing. They told us they’d be at our Sunday afternoon gig as well.

Sunday morning came early, but we got some coffee and water and headed back to Folly Beach. When you get to play music on the edge of America on a Sunday afternoon, how can you really complain? We set up outside despite the looming storm clouds and began our set. Soon enough, Gavin and his parents, his two sisters, and a few friends showed up. We had Gavin join us on the cymbals, and then we got the whole fam damnily! His sisters and one of their friends joined Mike on tambourine and found percussion (a stool from the bar- the brilliant idea of Mr. Hatfield). As the rain moved in, we moved inside for a pub-style acoustic set that was well-received.

Sunday night means Honky Tonk Sundays at Big John’s Tavern in Downtown Charleston. After a rough set last Sunday, we moved forward with positive attitudes and had a fantastic time. A friend of ours from the Holy City Confessionals at the West Ashley Home Team BBQ, Ripley, came up for a wonderful acoustic set of his original music.

What can we say? We’re blessed! Throughout the weekend, we saw the power that music has in everyone’s lives- from Ricky to his granddaughter Aurora- Gavin’s parents supporting his love of live music- and Gavin himself, thrilled to be on stage with us and excited about the guitar lessons he’ll be starting next month. We are reminded of what we want to build as a band- a community of people of all ages and from all walks of life, united by their love of listening to and performing music.

Look for us this upcoming weekend! We’ll be at Rosie O’Grady’s in Beaufort on Friday, and the Smoky Oak Taproom on James Island Saturday night. Then it’s back to Big John’s for Honky Tonk Sunday.


– Caryn “EV” Egan