In the potluck, fast-buck world of pop music, the Beers Family is like not with it. They sing, of all things, for the sheer enjoyment of it. They are folk, not folkniks; they offer no burning messages, no protests, no shaggy manes, no bizarre costumesjust good old-fashioned harmonizing. Their concerts are as homey and relaxed as a Saturday-night song-swapping session in some backwoods farmhouse. That, in fact, is the source of their repertorya rich and rewarding evocation of the musical life that made the hearthside a little gayer in the long decades...
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