A Bluegrass Wedding
The bride was beautiful and the the groom was handsome. They sang some of their vows. The Circuit Riders backed them up as the house band. The closing tribute to the bride was an old Charlie Waller number, “Remembrances of You,” a favorite of mine. They did it perfect pitch three part harmony.
The ceremony was reverent and respectful of tradition. The congregation and the bridal party recited the Lord’s Prayer in unison. The music was acoustic, but not all bluegrass. Fiddle toggled back and forth with violin and classical pieces were rendered at just the right moments by the chamber music ensemble.
The wedding party was pretty young bridesmaids, mature gentlemen in tuxes (someone kindly dubbed them as distinguished) and cute flower girls and ring bearers. There were Christmas poinsettias and pictures and many hugs and kisses. It was a bit of a family reunion; bluegrass is but one big family.
The reception rocked the house. The Harris Brothers led off. Reggie might be my favorite guitar man on the planet, both in flat-pick and slide, and Ryan is a soul singer extrodinare and a rock solid bass man. Some old guy in a tux got up and played with ‘em. I figure a man ain’t lived till he’s jammed with the Harris Brothers and the electric suitcase, so I had to do a few tunes with them too. Old Doc played mandolin and sang the harmony part to “I got my Mojo Working.” Now that is my idea of a wedding reception! The boys were most kind to let me jam with ‘em. (And no I wasn’t drinking)
Soon the Circuit Riders were up. Luck fiddled and Corb picked banjo, Billy Gee played bass, and Darin Aldridge was on mandolin. Jaret Carter and Jerry Douglas are the best dobro guys I know of. The groom flashed both a wide grin and the the best mandolin chops you’ll ever hear.
We had to do several for old time’s sake. The groom’s version of ‘Catfish John’ brought back childhood memories for my daughter. I have never heard anyone in a bridal dress come close to the bride’s version of “He Ain’t Never.”
We ate well, jammed late into the night, told tall tales, and reminisced with old friends. I never go to a wedding without thinking about how lucky I have been. We got married years ago, hit the ground running, and haven’t looked back. I was lucky to find someone so compatible. I think these kids did the same. One thing is certain; if they have a married life anything like the wedding, they are gonna rule. It’s the bluegrass way.
All the best to them for all time.
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