Like so many others, we’re stuck at home during the pandemic. So . . . if you’re looking to expand your clawhammer skills, I’d be happy to take on a few new students. For details contact me at firstname.lastname@example.org and we’ll go from there.
Ken’s new tab/instruction book, Appalachian Fiddle Tunes for Clawhammer Banjo will be published by Mel Bay Publications, and is due out within the next few weeks. Ken draws on several decades of experience as a player and arranger to create authentic note-for-note settings for over 100 exquisite tunes.
Ken reprised his performance of “Concerto for Banjo and Orchestra” by Harold Schiffman in January 2016 with the North/South Chamber Orchestra under conductor Max Lifchitz in Manhattan. The entire ensemble went into the studio soon afterwards and the entire three movements appears as the first three tracks on the CD… Continue reading
The life and musical legacy of renowned Appalachian-style fiddler and folklorist Alan Jabbour (1942-2017) was celebrated at the Library of Congress on Thursday, January 18, 2018. The event featured a reception, brief presentations that featured Alan’s accomplishments and legacy by Carl Fleishhauer, Stephen Wade, and me, followed by a jam… Continue reading
Plans for the East Tennessee Banjo Academy have unfortunately been suspended indefinitely (too many events in the region with a similar focus).
Ken was interviewed in May 2018 by renowned banjoist/fiddler and radio personality Paul Brown on his show Across the Blue Ridge. Ken talks about his new recording “Frails & Frolics,” his folklore work on Prince Edward Island Fiddling, and the close relationship between the fiddling traditions of Canadian Maritimes and… Continue reading
Frails & Frolics includes over 45 tunes, most of them collected by Ken from traditional fiddlers on Prince Edward Island, arranged on banjo to reflect all their authentic flavor and nuance, and organized into sets (medleys). There are reel sets, jig sets, and “Scottish sets” creating a musical tapestry by… Continue reading