Where memories are mountain made.
Where memories are mountain made.
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Galax, VA, is often viewed through the lens of music. We’ve had a fiddler’s convention annually for nearly 90 years.…
He’s eleven, holding a mandolin that’s older than he is. The tune he’s picking is older still. In Galax, kids…
By seven in the morning, smoke already lingers above Main Street in Galax. It drifts from a long row of…
For most Saturday morning patrons, the day starts with coffee from a food truck parked at the edge of the…
When the pace of modern life seems unrelenting—when busy schedules, endless tasks, and noise seem inescapable—you know it’s time to…
Some days, it’s just time to be outside. You feel it in your shoulders. Maybe you’ve had a long morning.…
Entering Galax, VA, from either east or west, it’s clear that the town is serious about its music: the greeting…
Imagine yourself weaving through the heart of the Blue Ridge Mountains to a place where the air pulses with creativity…
You come into Galax without much buildup. No long approach, no big reveal. One minute you’re on the road, the…
Music has always found a way to seep into the cracks of the Blue Ridge Mountains. It’s in the air,…
How’s this for an unlikely scenario? A group of musicians from Galax, Virginia, fresh off a barbershop jam session, lands…
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