Friday Fictioneers: JUST THRUMMING ALONG…
JUST THRUMMING ALONG… A Drabble for FriFic
“Hi, guess what, Cheryl?”
“What now, Ethel?”
“I’m in a band!”
“Wait till I stop laughing. You, in a band? You are not musical, Ethel, never have been.”
“Well, I am now. It’s a jug band and I’m ‘The Hamboner’.”
“Listen to yourself, Ethel. ‘Jug band’!” And what the hell is a hamboner?”
“I’m the percussionist, and Willie invited me. He’s letting me use his Frottoir.”
“I’m afraid to ask. ”
“It’s a washboard, Cheryl! And we’re playing at Lottie’s.”
“That dump! With the hand jive guy? Now I know what a jug band is, thank God they serve alcohol. ”
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Bodie Miller’s Washboard… this talented musician is usually found behind a guitar, but is known to do some ‘thrumming’. I took this photo last year at a music festival. I’d never seen one close up.
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I like photos like this one by John Nixon for this week’s Friday Fictioneers prompt. Look at the photo… find inspiration… write a 100 word story.
Here’s who wrote one this week…
I went past the obvious, into the store to see what I could find to interest me… Washboards… Bingo… I remembered Bodie’s. A staple of Zydeco music, the first washboard or rubboard… called the Frottoir in Cajun French… was made by Mister Willie Landry in 1946. Hand Jive is also a popular folk music talent…. you all remember ‘Willie and the Hand Jive’!
Ethel is a little more adventurous than Cheryl and I think she would try something like this. Cheryl got drunk and went home with Willie.