And great folk singing, how it matters, and where it matters. I was reading in the New Yorker of May 20  about "Rhiannon Giddens and what folk music means, " about which the heading reads "The roots musician is inspire by the evolving legacy of the black string band" and her singing  recently at Thalian Hall, in Wilmington, North Carolina, where I grew up and revisit to see my sister. This was to make the memorial of the 1898 terrible goings on there, and there was a procession with candles and ritual to hear her singing, and then reading the names of those murdered back then. Who ever knows what goes on where and when we are and aren't? What an article, by John Jeremiah Sullivan,  which is about knowing.