David Greenberg has had works performed, published and celebrated across three genres. While maintaining his primary profession as a full-time farmer and eccentric in Paoli, IN, Greenberg has also created a substantial body of work in the form of plays, novels and songs. The craft he has cultivated the longest – songwriting – led to the release of a widely praised 2012 album, “The End of the World: David Greenberg and Harpeth Rising”. The album landed on multiple ‘best of’ 2012 lists, and Greenberg was deemed “one of the greatest lyricists alive on the planet today” by Jason D. Hamad of the No Surf Review.  In 2008, his play “A Kite Cut Loose in the Middle of the Sky” was produced Off-Broadway in New York City and ran for three weeks to a packed house and acclaim from audiences and critics alike.

Joanna and Dave Woodsmall have been melodizing, harmonizing, picking and grinning together since their paths first crossed in the hills of Brown County over 20 years ago. Joanna and Dave first met as original members of the well-known and loved Bloomington based band, Zion Crossroads. They also played together in afavorite B-town band of the mid- nineties, the Monrovers. Sharing a love for the story behind the song, both Dave and Joanna studied ethnomusicology at Indiana University and have worked together developing and performing programs which teach local history to elementary students through traditional music.

    Rooted in old-time, bluegrass, gospel, blues, and traditional country music, the Woodsmalls often find themselves branching out from the broad and deep fountain of Southern rural music and flowing out into the Celtic Sea, or downstream, across the border into the Latin lands, tagging along with a gypsy caravan, making camp at a local pow wow or just spacing out for a bit in the contemplative realm of psychedelic rock.

   The Woodsmalls make music which rings true to the old-time sounds, at the same time embracing the expansive nature of music and the innovative aspect of what we call tradition. Anchored in the ancient tones, they find great joy in bending and blending the perimeters which define style and genre. This all happens with acertain sort of Southern Indiana twang and a wee bit of Bohemian flare. Something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue. Southern Indiana free grass.