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March, 2007
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Come Hither to Go Yonder
Playing Bluegrass with Bill Monroe

By Bob Black
(Urbana: University of Illinois Press, 2005. Pp. 196. Illustrations, index. Clothbound, $40.00; paperbound, $21.95.)

In "Powerhouse," Eudora Welty paints a dazzling portrait of a master musician and his band on stage, doing what they must do night after night: put on a great show. In this crackerjack memoir, Come Hither to Go Yonder, Bob Black takes us rambling in the 1970s with just such a master, Bill Monroe, the Father of Bluegrass. 1
      Few artists invent (or help to invent) a genre and then spend the rest of their lives performing and promulgating it, internationally, at the top of their form—one thinks of jazzman Louis Armstrong, of gospel's Thomas A. Dorsey, and, certainly, of mandolin maestro Bill Monroe, who said simply that his music had "a high pitch" (p. 11). 2
      Banjoist Black became a Blue Grass Boy in September 1974 after a brief audition on his second day in Nashville. Black had cut his hair and gone into Monroe's Sixteenth Avenue South office to play bluegrass for the man who started it all, and, four tunes later, Monroe said: "Okay. We're leaving tonight at 3 A.M. to play a festival in Black Mountain, North Carolina. You got your clothes?" (p. 29). . . .
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