Author: Jen Hughes

Béla Fleck gathered his inimitable soulmates at the legendary Red Rocks Amphitheatre, the most bespoke spot for music in Colorado, on May 30 to present an evening of pure joy and elevation. With his fellow rocket men, Béla launched this

Sam Bush, Jon Randall, and Dierks Bentley with The Travelin' McCourys at Telluride 2018 - photo by Jen Hughes Thousands of lucky souls made their way to the striking San Juan Mountains to get hugged by the beautiful box canyon of

Yee-haw! The Steep Canyon Rangers are riding again! This time, they are out in the open, the great wide open! Thank goodness, because nothing about their new album, Out in the Open, should be concealed in any way. Like the

Graham Sharp. Last name fits. Absolutely nothing dull about this guy. Sharp as a tack, in fact. He rips banjo rolls, belts out bold baritone, and plays the harmonica with hurricane force, sometimes all on the same song! He is

Until recently, we have known Noam Pikelny as one of the crew. Whether he was knocking us out as part of his Punch Brothers posse, sending us reeling with Leftover Salmon, or throwing it down with fellow young bluegrass all-stars,

This interview with Béla Fleck was conducted shortly after last year's Telluride Bluegrass Festival. Jen Hughes spoke with him by phone not long after the festival, which featured a reunion set with The Flecktones. Jen talked with Béla about that,

It is serendipity when one’s name matches one’s being and the natural reaction of all those in his presence. When John Cowan sings any note the reflexive response of all within earshot is “Holy Cow.” Wow. Can anyone’s voice be

The Susan Cohan Colon Cancer Foundation takes care of people. That’s what it does. And, that is what it did on July 30th during the Susie’s Cause 2nd Annual Bluegrass-Folk Festival at Oregon Ridge Park in Cockeyesville, Maryland. The venue could

My fellow Americans: the state of acoustic music in our country is strong. Earlier last week in our Nation’s capital many were sitting down for principle. By week’s end, throngs were standing up in repeated ovation for American Acoustic music, recognizing

And. Just. Like. That. Summer festival season is upon us. All burdens and worries lay crumpled on the asphalt behind us as cheery festival staff lasso our wrists with those colorful Charm City Bluegrass bracelets. We are in the grass now,