One Shovelful At A Time - Roy Hurd

One of the wonderful discoveries from our visits to the Adirondacks (Lake Placid region) is Roy Hurd, a folk singer who returned to his mountain home after time in the music industry and who specializes in regional songs.

With the Good Looking One still recovering from her wounded wing we dug out a DVD about him that we'd bought last summer when we saw him in concert. We hadn't watched it yet. It was a delight.

The above song was one he sang on the DVD as well - and I thought of all the folks to our east digging out from that snow storm. (And all the digging I did over the past two days.)

He's what folk music is about. Not big labels. Not platinum records. Not flashy light and stage shows. When we saw him last summer it was in a small church converted into a community center in a little town, with about 50 people in the audience. We all had a grand time.


Some people refer to him as John Denver lite. I don't think that's fair. He has his own niche, and he fills it well.

If you are ever up Lake Placid way and you have a chance to see him, do so.


Pax et bonum