Deep Cuts is a mountain festival that has grown akin to a warm little burn. Deep friendships and passionate individual efforts have made this annual weekend-long party a beloved tradition. I’ve had the honor of playing music here since the earliest years of the festival and made some great memories in the process.

The year before this I had run over my childhood guitar and crushed it to hell. We burned the shattered shell in mournful memoriam. It was a tough year, but it set off a tradition of me bringing the old gitfiddle to Berkley Springs, WV to play tunes.