As my playing progressed, I began to play out more and more. One of the best bluegrass jams in the city is run by Sheriff Bob every Wednesday night at the Grizzly Pear in Greenwich Village. It moved there from the venerable Baggott Inn, a place loved by many. I also launched a bluegrass website, listing all things bluegrass, old time and roots in NYC. Things were going great, but something happened. I heard great clawhammer banjo at a jam and just loved the sound. I tried it and found that I really enjoyed the time spent practicing more than playing Scruggs style. My friend Kari convinced me to go to Ashokan Southern Week in the Catskill Mountains where I could get some great instruction from the likes of Bruce Molsky. I was officially hooked. So that is the condensed story of how I got here. Now join me on my continued journey.
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