My mom moved up between Leland and Greenville when I was just a little tot.
I was born in a little place called Inverness, MS.
I was never into the Bluegrass, Bill Monroe and stuff like that.
And one of my favorites was Eddy Arnold of course. He just had that smooth, soulful voice.
I did learn that it was the greatest thing in the world to respect yourself. Respect other people.
We could play them through the week, and then the weekend we could play the black joints. I learned to be very versatile and learned to love it. So it stays with me even up to now.