On today’s show I speak with Cambridge folk singer Elizabeth Butters. Elizabeth plays the guitar and dulcimer and is a wonderful singer of ballads and other types of songs, many of them having to do with death! She was in New York last weekend for a show that we played together out in Bushwick and I caught up with her the next day at her sister’s house to tape this interview. Elizabeth plays live on the air, talks about her influences and plays some records that she likes. In the above picture she appears to be visiting some sort of pastoral Lama home.
butters, you’re the cow’s utters! never has a folk singer been so plain and so sweet! like a bald night on hair mountain! like a summer’s stream in the dead of night! like walden pond under a palm frond! wake up my darlin’ and do the best you can! drink some red liquor, it’ll do ya quicker! i love ya!
thank you, mr. mcoy! your words mean a lot, and they sound nice, too. hope to meet you someday.