The piano may do for lovesick girls who lace themselves to skeletons, and lunch on chalk, pickles, and slate pencils. But give me the banjo... When you want genuine music - music that will come right home to you like a bad quarter, suffuse your system like strychnine whiskey . . . ramify your whole constitution like the measles, and break out on your hide like the pin-feather pimples on a picked goose - when you want all this, just smash your piano, and invoke the glory-beaming banjo! - Mark Twain, Early Tales and Sketches, Vol 2 (1864-65)
Here's a pretty rough version of That Moaning Saxophone Rag by Six Brown Brothers, which I learned from a 78.? It ends prematurely because of a broken string.? Usually I don't do nearly this much string snapping, but for some reason that's how I play when I get in front of a microphone
Sounds good, Montgomery, tricky stuff. Some of it reminds me a little of Rev. Gary Davis's approach to orchestration on six strings when he plays those marches. Had never heard of Six Brown Brothers.