Matthew 28
King James Version (KJV)
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28 In the end of the sabbath, as it began to dawn toward the first day of the week, came Mary Magdalene and the other Mary to see the sepulchre.

2 And, behold, there was a great earthquake: for the angel of the Lord descended from heaven, and came and rolled back the stone from the door, and sat upon it.

3 His countenance was like lightning, and his raiment white as snow:

4 And for fear of him the keepers did shake, and became as dead men.

5 And the angel answered and said unto the women, Fear not ye: for I know that ye seek Jesus, which was crucified.

6 He is not here: for he is risen, as he said. Come, see the place where the Lord lay.

7 And go quickly, and tell his disciples that he is risen from the dead; and, behold, he goeth before you into Galilee; there shall ye see him: lo, I have told you.

8 And they departed quickly from the sepulchre with fear and great joy; and did run to bring his disciples word.

9 And as they went to tell his disciples, behold, Jesus met them, saying, All hail. And they came and held him by the feet, and worshipped him.

10 Then said Jesus unto them, Be not afraid: go tell my brethren that they go into Galilee, and there shall they see me.

11 Now when they were going, behold, some of the watch came into the city, and shewed unto the chief priests all the things that were done.

12 And when they were assembled with the elders, and had taken counsel, they gave large money unto the soldiers,

13 Saying, Say ye, His disciples came by night, and stole him away while we slept.

14 And if this come to the governor’s ears, we will persuade him, and secure you.

15 So they took the money, and did as they were taught: and this saying is commonly reported among the Jews until this day.

16 Then the eleven disciples went away into Galilee, into a mountain where Jesus had appointed them.

17 And when they saw him, they worshipped him: but some doubted.

18 And Jesus came and spake unto them, saying, All power is given unto me in heaven and in earth.

19 Go ye therefore, and teach all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost:

20 Teaching them to observe all things whatsoever I have commanded you: and, lo, I am with you always, even unto the end of the world. Amen.

Okay. I don’t often talk about religion, but Easter isn’t about chocolate eggs or magic rabbits.

The Easter story, for me, is about victory. Imagine, as the song goes, if God was one of us and made the choice to suffer and die just like us.

It is a concept that inspires faith. comfort, controversy, dialog, mockery and rage.

Me? I stopped taking my pain mediation days ago. Coming out of the fog and into the light – no, the life – has been horrifically painful and worth every second. Just feeling – really feeling Amy’s arm against mine tonight made me realize that I would suffer anything to truly experience my life.

After everything Christ suffered he walked out of the tomb, and knowing how wonderful this world is, left it to watch over us. Out of everything in the Easter story, that is the part that breaks my heart, We fail to realize what a blessing it is to be on God’s good earth.

Pay Day for Monkeys!

A bit of news from Harp & A Monkey’s Facebook Page:

Here’s a thing, we received and email today stating that we are finalists for the Isambard Folk Awards in Bristol. Don’t know who submitted us in to that, but there you go!

Anyway, seen as how we are finalists, you could so if desired, follow the below link and show your appreciation by clicking on Harp & a Monkey.


And here’s a video of Amy’s favorite tune from the band’s new album!

I wish you well, guys. I met Ewan MacColl when I was a kid. It was a crazy night because Peggy Seeger and Elizabeth Cotten were giving me my first banjo lesson, but I will never forget the way Ewan sang. He sang about things that were culturally alien to me, but still spoke to me enough that my young street fighting self sat and wept for the miners strike and the puffins on the Isle of May. As a group, you guys have that. Hold together. Stay true.
-Patrick Costello

A Demo CD in the Mail . . .

on April 7th I got this note:

hi patrick,

i hope you are doing much better now after your

my bandmate and i recorded material at a real
studio on saturday. we put down 15 songs, all live with
no overdub’s or fill in trac’s. there are some mistake’s
but it is our first and came out pretty well. i wanted to
ask you if i could send you a copy? we feature clawhammer
banjo on better than 1/2 the songs. i even play something i
learned from you on youtube….. cumberland mtn deer chase! the
copy i can send you is not a mastered copy, but a rough edit. so you
can hear things that will be cut out of the final master. the big
thing is cutting out my heavy breathing on cumberland mtn. it sounds
like somebody’s sleeping, but it is me with my head too close to the mic. please
excuse the goof’s. and thank you again for teaching me how
to play!
can you give me a mailing address to send you a copy?

best regards,



I am sending Danny this note and making it public because I want folks to know this album is in the works.

I don’t do record reviews, so just on a personal opinion basis on a late Thursday night I honest and truly loved this project.
It is simply and beautifully timeless. Folks and gospel played with a carefree joy that makes you feel like you are listening to a musical letter from old friends. There are mistakes here and there, but the same stuff happens in any porch picking session. I just wish I was playing along with these guys. It must have been a hoot!

Danny, thank you for letting me take a small part in your journey. I am oh so very so proud of you.

The New New Banjo & A Postcard From Home

It’s a nice banjo, but I love my dad so much more.

You can catch up on the story with these links:

For more information on the various banjos I have played over the last 515+ YouTube videos, check our Banjos I Have Known.

Last, but not least, to learn about the signatures on the head of my Somerset S1P banjo,just repeat to yourself that it’s just a show . . .

Four Seasons on Brick Kiln Road is Sold Out!

If you wanted a copy but were waiting . . . well, you waited too long.

4 Seasons on Brick Kiln Road

Probably the best thing I have ever done, and it is now officially out of print.
I’m sad, but happy I did it. The Creative Commons copy will live forever. The print copies will be around for a long time.

Brick Kiln Road . . . I still go there every night in my dreams, but I still miss it when I wake up. I was foolish enough to think that capturing a place and time would help me deal with missing it, but the sad truth is that it only painted the pictures even brighter in my memory. Not just the little piece of Brick Kiln Road that I shared with you in the book – Crisfield was is and I guess will always be running through my heart and mind.

I guess that makes me a lucky man.