BECCA MARX: July 2nd Hoot Preview — July 4th, 1776, a date ingrained into our brains as Independence Day, but what does independence mean to you? The freedom to vote, to marry whom you want, to have access to contraceptives, to live in a desegregated society, to not be enslaved? That’s the rub isn’t it? No two individuals value independence as the same exact thing. Read more…

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BECCA MARX: June 4th Hoot Preview — June has arrived, and each day brings more light as we reach towards the summer solstice. Soak in every sunbeam, sound and moment possible, and join us as we celebrate living in the light.  Read more…

BECCA MARX: Hoot Report from Harriet Brewing, May 28, 2015 — People say there’s a magical quality about the Mad Ripple Hootenanny. If I had to choose one word to express the essence of the Hoot, it’d be: SPONTANEITY. I often find myself giving the venue a quick 360 degrees, and I’ve never been disappointed in my observations. Read more…

BECCA MARX: Hoot Report from Harriet Brewing, May 21, 2015 — Memorial Day is a time to reminisce about the old days and hold dear the memories of loved ones. The Mad Ripple Hootenanny last night relived old times, but created new memories to cherish, as well. Read more…

BECCA MARX: Hoot Report from Harriet Brewing, May 14, 2015 — Thrilled to report that the Hoot was indeed “magical” as I’d predicted it would be! I am no soothsayer but the odds were in my favor with the line-up of Doug Collins, Katy Vernon, Jeremy Messersmith, Ananda Bates and Jillian Rae. There were some fortuitous moments as well, not the least being the pouring rain that brought us all inside, cozy-like. Read more…

JIM WALSH’S THE MAD RIPPLE HOOTENANNY THIS WEEK: “The Best Hoot Ever” — Dear Good People: Personally, one of my favorite moments from last week’s Hoot came in the moments after I sang the Alvvays tune, “Marry Me, Archie” for the very first time. I’d had my eyes closed tight so as to concentrate on the words, chords, and melody, and I got through it pretty well. For me, when I’ve just learned or written a song, that kind of concentration is supremely necessary: to shut out the rest of the world so as to hear and deliver the tune. Read more…