Several months back, in heat of summer, I'd ridden a bike from south of Harrisonburg to the very-exotic-sounding Keezletown Ruritan Club to catch Danny and Will Lee debut their Murders, Drownings and Lost Loves CD.
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That free CD . .
Part of the deal was a free CD. Which would have been great, except that I forgot to pick mine up.At recent James Leva show . .
Flash forward to when I went to see James Leva and Purgatory Mountain recently. Leva's music accomplishments — and those of his family — read like an encyclopedia of Appalachian music.And Danny was appearing with them.
Telling the lost CD story . .
At the venue, I'm telling and re-telling the story of the left-behind CD to anyone who would listen. Then I spied Danny at the Coke™ machine. I could tell he wasn't listening to my woes at all, that he had musician matters on his mind.Oh, well. At least I'd get to enjoy the show. If I could just quit thinking about how I'd never see my free CD.
Just then, at the moment of my greatest despair, I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned to see something being proffered to me from behind. Turning further, I saw Danny's smiling face, as he placed a shrink-wrapped copy of the Murders, Drownings and Lost Loves CD in my trembling hands.
I clutched it tightly the entire night.
Knicely done.SEE ALSO: They Got Religion? and Wikipedia article on Danny.
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