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That was great! Where are you guys located?

can't ask for more than that..great playing and a great background

Enjoyed your music! Check out mine.

loved the harmony and smooth playing, Beautiful!

Love it!

That’s awesome

Love the intertwining rhythms, all sting instruments. Well played, gents.

It reminds me of my Thirties forties fifties and sixties

Uncle Jimmy stopped by our house in Missouri for a couple days headed back home from Alaska. He taught me how to play OBS and said I kinda spooked him because I looked a bit like Kent. This is the first time I have seen a photo of Kent and I can see some likeness also. Thanks for helping keep these memories alive.

Goooood stuff.

Love it! ❤

Beautiful!

Love these guys. This is the real thing-what ever that is. Love from Canada.

Great Job!

Great job on a great song!

Awesome video!Was this just recently? I’ve taken a break from social media , great to see Crawford up there!!

Kick it, boys!

Nice hat! That zoom H6 captures y'alls great playing! Cool video edits. Y'all are uptown. I just got the Shure MV88+ to try.

That's some mighty fine picking right there!🎶

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Thanks for the fresh tunes and humor for New Year's Eve!

Nice!....................................

I love it

Nice

Awesome!

Wow that’s outstanding dude, I just subscribed I’ll be watching out for more, this is the beauty of this awesome hobby love it

Great arrangement and great singing and playing!

Sneed

I like this

Really neat history, thanks for sharing!

👍 The 4th and 5th Wisemen 👍

Good stuff y’all! Dad can play son!

I did not write this, my daughter Brianna did, right after she watched this video. My Bluegrass Ties My first memories of bluegrass trace back to a banjo, WNCW, and Hanging Rock Road. Every Saturday, afternoons were devoted to Goin’ Across the Mountain. We would be riding in the car and anytime a banjo solo would come on my father would reach back and tickle me till it was over. That’s where I first loved the sound of the banjo- even though my talented guitar pickin’ Pappy would say it was time to go when the banjo started playing. The banjo would become the first real instrument I can recall distinguishing as a child. I was whole-heartedly raised on bluegrass and old timey country music- Patsy Cline, Marty Robbins, Eddy Arnold, and my favorite Jim Reeves. My Pappy, George Watson, was a local musician and an extremely talented man who at one point was able to play more than 300 songs just off the top of his head. You name one, he could play it. The songs I first learned to play on my guitar were songs that I grew up hearing from him. Our family get togethers were dominated by music from him, my dad, uncle, and cousins. Music even was more important than the Christmas presents to me, even at a young age. Every person in the Watson family sings or plays or attempts to play one or more instruments. Pappy was more of a country and folk listener and player. My dad is where the bluegrass came in. As I mentioned before, our Saturday’s revolved around WNCW and their bluegrass program. When we weren’t listening to it on the radio or on a CD, we were going to shows and bluegrass festivals. When I was growing older as a child, I began to enter the stage where I was too cool for bluegrass and would moan and groan when he would turn on 88.7, but deep down, I enjoyed it too and I always have. I love the sound of the music itself to the point where certain songs will bring butterfly wars to my stomach- There Is a Time by The Dillards I’m looking at you. But for me, bluegrass connects me to ancestors and relatives on my Granny’s side of the family- the Wisemans. When I think of Spruce Pine, I think of them and their otherworldly talent and devotion to the bluegrass world. Some of my favorite memories as a kid would be going to Spruce Pine to visit my Granny’s relatives whether it be family reunions where the music was the main attraction rather than the food or just going to see Lois, Granny’s younger sister, and her son Billy who was the most talented musician I had ever heard and will ever hear. I can recall one particular evening I had went with my Granny and Pappy to visit Hanging Rock Road- where the Wiseman family reigned and still do today, to Lois’ house where music was played and stories were told, while I ran around the yard chasing lightning bugs and getting eat up with mosquito bites. When it came time to go, Billy grabbed a mason jar and helped me create a mini habitat for those lightning bugs and I carried that jar the whole way home. Those Hanging Rock lightning bugs glowed just a little bit brighter than those at home. Hanging Rock Road to others seems just like any other road, but to me it felt like another land. From the family, to the Hillbilly Stage, to the old cemetery where my distant relatives are buried, and most importantly to me, the farmhouse and land that raised the most glorious woman in all the land, my Granny, Buena Wiseman Watson. The sweetest soul but the most hard-headed driven woman I will probably ever know. She’s told me stories of growing up running from bulls in the pasture- spending a day in a tree because it ran her up there, to playing in the North Toe River, that runs right through the back of the land, to climbing the literal mountain in the backyard to go spend the night at her best friend’s house who lived on the other side. This land feels like gold to me, memories from aunts, uncles, and cousins seeping in every inch of it with the sound of a banjo and guitar radiating off the mountainside.

I went at least once to the festival, and maybe twice. I remember Mac Wiseman hanging around the bbq cooking. The festival was my first time to see Christy and Renee Buchanan. Kent Wiseman’s wife was from near where I grew up in Darlington SC. I always heard that they were headed out to Darlington/Florence area the night they were killed-someone told me Kent was headed there to play on Slim Mims TV show on WBTW in Florence.

Bring this back!!!!

I remember the festival! It was a crazy, fun time! Us non-musical cousins were relegated to the food brigade 😂 Great memories were made 💚

Great video!, I can’t get enough of driving the TRX4m it was definitely worth the price

I like tis one, right much!

Nicely done, love the music. God bless. Keep up the good work.

This is the beauty of youtube. How else would I have heard this heavenly stuff-AWESOME!

Great job gives me some ideas, thanks

❤😮😮😊😊❤

Never heard of your band but because of the RC hobby I ran into your site! Love the bluegrass music and you guys rock!

Looks nice 😊 thank you for sharing

You ain't right, son.

Hey Brett don't know what you are the best at, mechanic or banjo picking. Hope to maybe see one of yall's shows.

Why am I here alone? 🤷🏻‍♀️🤦🏽‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️

Great version. 👍

Awwwwww a boxer!!! Boxers are the bestus!!!