By Mark Grube ~ Posted Fri, 07/16/2010 - 11:58am
I rode a bicycle to Pittsburgh one summer years ago in the days before iPods. I think I brought about a dozen cassettes for my Walkman. Only some of them sounded good out there on the road under the sky in the sun and wind. Only some of them sounded right. Monk, Copland, Van Morrison…all good. Prince, not so much. Some music just seems to sound as if it grew up out of the earth somehow, like a harvest.
The Grassroots Festival is just around the corner. The music there always sounds good and right – in the blazing sun or rain and mud or under the dance tent. If you can't make it, you can tune to WITH 90.1 on Friday to get a taste.