I spent an hour or two making horseradish sauce, with weeping eyes and copious sinus activity. What a powerful plant! Nothing quite like the smell and taste! I eat it with almost anything, cheese, Quorn, nut roast - you name it. Nice to have brought it into the garden for harvesting. Spent the rest of the morning making apple and onion chutney, at least five jars. I can't get enough of it - I get through a whole jar every two days.
One of the most influential collections of songs and ballads I heard when in my teens was Harry Smith's bunch of old 78s he issued through the Library of Congress Those quirky songs and instrumentals from the 20s and 30s gave me and lots of others a new understanding of the wealth of regional American folk music that more or less disappeared after the Great Depression. Listening tonight to Joe Bussard's mighty collection of thousands of old shellac records on youtube gave me great delight. His enthusiasm and outright joy is so infectious. I remember getting my first Jimmie Rodgers 78s in 1950, along with some Carson Robison pressings on Regal Zonophone. They made a lasting impression on me. I also managed to get Vernon Dalhart's Runaway train about that time too. I loved that old-fashioned style, so full of exotic charm and originality. I wonder if anyone remembers Albert and Les Ward, a duo who often played on variety shows and Music while you work in the 40s. Guitar and washboard, cowboy songs and such. They did make some recordings, but I've never come across them. Pre-skiffle, and I adored their music.
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