Trying to put words to what Norman Blake has meant to American music, one risks entering a maze of analogy and never finding a way out. He is to old-time string music what the Library of Congress is to history; he is to the acoustic guitar what Wassily Kandinsky is to color; he has brought to the tradition of American song what Frank Lloyd Wright brought to the building of homes: the endless possibilities of a clear vision. In every flat-picked note, he is the storyteller that modernity -- with its delight in fragmentation and isolation -- has tried, and failed,... More >>>