TAKOMA TEDD was born in Takoma Park, Maryland, when a large sliver of a moon hung in the western sky like the grin of a Cheshire cat. The luck of that moon must have descended upon him; because, sometime after the last great depression, he was abandoned as a child. He wandered about the banks of Sligo Creek until he was found by the last great band of bindle stiffs. he took up residence with them under the Carroll Avenue Bridge and was trained in the fine arts of being a Hoe Boy. He found his first guitar in a trash heap on the corner of Houston and Flower Avenues. It was an old Stella with a bent neck and only four strings. (He fashioned the remaining strings from an old piano wire and a broken '59 Volkswagen accelerator cable.)
FOR SEVERAL YEARS he caroused about Takoma Park with Blind Mango Dango, the great concert Kazoo player, and was the subject of many noise ordinance complaints to the local officials. Some time before the great destruction of Takoma Park he left town with a family of frogs and a pocket full of train flattened pennies. He hooked up with a band of gypsy auto body repair specialists and drifted down into sunnyland to a life of obscurity until...
HE RESURFACED somewhere on the trails of the Appalachian Mountains as a thru-hiking itinerant musician. He engaged himself in writing and performing tunes for captive audiences of long distance hikers at various overnight hovels and campfires. Per the request of those enduring listeners, recorded here are a few of those songs.
"Blue Notes Between the White Blazes"
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