So I’m paging through the local alternative weekly and I stumble across an ad for the “June Jubilee in historic Dandridge.” Along with the obligatory bluegrass offerings, they are boasting “Clogging and Karate.” I’m trying as hard as I can to wrap my Yankee mind around that concept: clogging and karate. I’ve always thought clogging was kinda frightening. And I know a woman who claims to have once “clogged for moonshine” in a neighbor’s garage when she was a teen. And karate has that whole Bruce Lee thing going on. But clogging and karate? That sounds like a possible reality TV show.
If you’re looking for me this weekend, look no farther than the Dandridge June Jubilee.
One reply on “Only in Tennessee …”
you’d hafta be in some fine shape to clog to bluegrass so maybe that’s how they train?! give me a little flat-footin’ to old-time appalachian anyday…