You can still catch The Quebe Sisters Band during their tour of the northeast. Today they perform at the Delaware Valley Bluegrass Festival and tomorrow at the Stone Mountain Arts Center in Brownfield, Maine.
There was nothing half-pint, half-assed or half-fast coming out of Texas on the Upper West side last night. If you saw Fort Worth natives, the Quebe Sisters at the Triad NYC, you’d know what I’m talking about. They shine like the sun. Pound like the rain. And let the yellow rose rest easy in retirement. Sometimes awesome talent and beauty can be intimidating. Their performance was relief and inspiration. Grace, Sophia and Hulda Quebe have young female voices that they use to the hilt singing full-throttle without a trace of the breathy confines of pop. Shifting three-part harmonies on vocals and fiddles turn your job, commute and bank account into a faded memory. Joey McKenzie moves chords and beats rhythm with the power of Bill Monroe chopping on his Loar. I have posted five cuts from their performance on YouTube, “All of Me”, “Yearning” “If I Talk to Him”, “Sally Gooden”, and “How High the Moon”.