Monday, November 17, 2008

ASHVILLE, NORTH CAROLINA: the paris of the south

SOMEWHERE SOUTH OF HERE
we rolled into ashville late wednesday night after a solid 10 hour drive from new orleans. after accidentally pulling into what we later learned was known as the "rebel compound" (complete with confederate flag, four trailers, and a converted 50 gallon industrial container marked 'cans' to accommodate the waste for the copious amount of beer guzzled on the site) we pulled into the hippy ranch, a single wide trailer just across the street from the compound.

AMY GIRL WHIPS OUT A PEACE SIGN
"well, are you going to get your bags?" this from amy, the ranch owner. 70 decor, tasteful and fully commited: faux wood paneling, light fixtures complete with gold chains, formica table and matching booth. we sipped tea and talked with amy. she, an artist, originally from ny, moved to ashville to make art collaboratively with a friend. the hippy ranch now hosts monthly art parties. amy later told us that she was also involved with the hosting organization SERVAS, a little like COUCHSURFING, but, as amy described it, with more of an emphasis on showing folks around and really taking them under wing.

a little busking downtown and playing for sweet amy were the only instances of music making in ashville. think zig and i needed a little break after the many back-to-back sleepless nights in new orleans. i think we're still recovering.

RASCAL BLINDS SLAYS A SOLO

RASCAL BLINDS BETWEEN RIFFS

BABY FATS VISITS AN OLD FRIEND

KICK IT LIKE YOU MEAN IT: LIVE & RAW @ THE HIPPY RANCH
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