Teresa Wells

I sure wasn't raised with any of this fun music, but the first time I heard a fiddle played alongside a common tune my ears thought they'd died and gone to Heaven. And then when I married into a hillbilly-descended family -- well, I guess it was just a homecoming of the soul. My father-in-law and his cousins have regaled me with stories of their grandpa (Papa Jeppy) and his family playing their various instruments on the porch or in the front room in the hills of North Carolina. How I wish I'd been there all those years ago! Thankfully, Papa Jeppy and his kin went to the big city and made a recording of their mountain music in the forties, and we have it saved on a CD for prosperity. It's amazing. My husband, Jeppy's great-grandson, an accomplished musician himself, has a long legacy of music making in his genes.

This tradition of porch music plays a prominent role in my novel. How can it not? Music in Appalachia is paramount. To understand the history of the music of this region and its effect on the culture, listen to John Norris Brown's podcast from the Hillbilly Savants' blog.