There’s something magical about the Hudson Valley that makes it into the music.
I first saw Simi Stone (born Simantha Molly Lou Sernaker) perform at the Woodstock Film Festival in 2011 at the Colony Cafe. She sang with the Duke and the King’s Robert Burke. As she tuned her guitar for her last song, Burke affectionately rubbed her arm and said to the crowd, “This is Simi Stone, y’all. This is not some fabricated intellectual delivery. This is some real emotional introspect kind of truth.” By the end of the night, I had been put in her Mountain Motown trance. A few weeks later I saw her perform at a special 11-11-11 concert at Vivo Fine Art Gallery in Woodstock, and bought a CD from her at the end of the show, all the while thinking how so many musicians start out this way, selling their own CDs, but one day I could be amazed that I was able to hand her $10 for a CD because she is destined for the Grammy’s.