Throughout our lives, we all have our little brushes with greatness. Whether its while you’re looking at the ground, not watching where you’re going at the baseball card show and you happen to literally run into Paul O’neill with nothing more to say than “uh, excuse me sir”. Or maybe it was walking the course at Muirfield Village during a practice round of the memorial with Payne Stewart listening to him wax eloquent about swing mechanics. Or maybe you were driving down the alley behind Newport music hall and Allen Woody happened to be unloading his things from the tour bus and you managed to steel a few minutes of his time to ask him if he’ll be “rocking out” tonight because you can’t wait.
Well as a band, Big Red and the Wagoneers had one of our brushes with greatness when Tyler Williams used to sit in with us at Byrne’s pub. He was just a young pup back then, but you could tell he had the fire for the Bluegrass, and was bound for glory. Now he has moved on to his own brushes with greatness, which I assume will only continue. And actually they are probably less like “brushes with greatness” and more like “actually hanging out, playing and singing a whole lot with greatness”. As for me I’ll see you in jam circle. Thanks for the link T-Bone!