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Born May 18, 1953; got saved at Truett Memorial BC in Hayesville, NC 1959. On rigged ballot which I did not rig got Most Intellectual class of 71, Gaffney High School. Furman Grad, Sociology major but it was little tougher than Auburn football players had Had three dates with beautiful women the summer of 1978. Did not marry any of em. Never married anybody cause what was available was undesirable and what was desirable was unaffordable. Unlucky in love as they say and even still it is sometimes heartbreaking. Had a Pakistani Jr. Davis Cupper on the Ropes the summer of 84, City Courts, Rome Georgia I've a baby sitter, watched peoples homes while they were away on Vacation. Freelance writer, local consultant, screenwriter, and the best damn substitute teacher of Floyd County Georgia in mid 80's according to an anonymous kid passed me on main street a few years later when I went back to get a sandwich at Schroeders. Had some good moments in Collinsville as well. Ask Casey Mattox at www.clsnet.org if he will be honest about it. I try my best to make it to Bridges BBQ in Shelby NC at least four times a year.

Monday, June 18, 2007

Elder Edward Babb and the Madison Bumblebees

From Winnsboro, South Carolina. Six Trombones. They are the Troof the Truth, any way you want the Gospel there is no mistaking it from this Group.
Google em up. They were a surprise hit at New Orleans Jazz Fest and I caught em yesterday in the heat, 1:30 Father's Day at City Stages in Bham about three blocks up from the Historical Marker about the Greyhound Beatings of 1960, can't remember if it was the John Lewis, Siegenthaler group or not.
This from the Best of New Orleans Blog:

Killer Bees
The surprise must-see act of the second weekend turned out to be Elder Edward Babb and his Madison Bumblebees. We caught the end of his first set of the weekend by accident on Saturday, while walking past a half-full Gospel Tent, and came back for both of Sunday's performances, which were packed after the previous day's buzz made it around the Fair Grounds. The South Carolina church group's worship music is a jumping, brassy gospel shout played with a corps of eight, nine or 11 trombones (depending on who you ask) plus cymbals and sousaphone. For the real Fest stamp of approval, even professional festival goer Beatle Bob and the ubiquitous and bizarre shredded white T-shirt man were both there, dancing in the aisles. When Elder Babb asked if we could feel the wheels of salvation turning, everyone was ready to jump on board the train. More than a few of the sanctified left the Fair Grounds wondering if the past millennium of religious art may have been wrong, and if it was in fact a trombone the angel Gabriel was playing.


Not sure who I am backing yet, but here is big tip to the Obama Campaign who had 3,000 plus show up in Greenville, SC Friday. Get these guys as your official House band as you Tour South Carolina. If it happens you read it here first.
Come back to this in the next few days. I may say more. But the music and the authentic "enthusiasm"; look for them in your neighborhood and go see em.

Bout the best my adopted homestate has to offer, other than Sidney Rice, wide receiver.

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