You know, for most of its life bluegrass has had this stigma of being all straw hats and hay bales and not necessarily the most sophisticated form of music. Yet you can't help responding to its honesty. It's music that finds its way deep into your soul because it's strings vibrating against wood and nothing else.

I don't look for bliss, just contentment.

You say it best, when you say nothing at all.

Oh Mr. Webster could never define what's being said between your heart and mine.

That's what I love. Not being interrupted, sitting in a car by myself and listening to music in the rain. There are so many great songs yet to sing.

I don't know if bliss is possible and I've always thought that my best times will be later in life.