November 24, 2018
Every Thanksgiving weekend since 2001, Chuck has come "home" to the Philadelphia area and to the Musical Lairs' stage. Chuck's shows are so popular that we both just routinely put the Saturday after Thanksgiving on our new calendars when we open them every January. This award winning, yet down to earth musical storyteller, with his dry, barb-witted social commentary combined with a deep underlying compassion, knows that the best stories are the little things in the lives of everyday people trying to muddle through with some grace. His great gift as a writer is to infuse these stories with humanity and humor, making them resonate profoundly with his listeners.
Chuck's spoken introductions to his songs can be as spellbinding as his colorful lyrics, which he brings to life with a well-travelled voice and a delivery that's natural and conversational. His groove-oriented strumming and fingerpicking draw on influences from the mountains of western North Carolina where he now lives, and from lots of different good old traditional folk stuff of all kinds.
Chuck Brodsky's songwriting pokes fun at political corruption, road rage, mischief he made as a kid, even dumping garbage in the river. He sings about unsung heroes and forgotten but incredible people - odd characters from the game of baseball, migrant fruit pickers, stories from the Holocaust, the Goat Man, a clown, or "Radio," a developmentally disabled man and the love showered on him for 40 years at a high school in South Carolina (this song was used in the 2003 movie Radio). Chuck has appeared on nationally syndicated radio programs Mountain Stage, Acoustic Cafe, and River City Folk, and has performed several concerts of his celebrated baseball story songs at the National Baseball Hall of Fame.
Simply put - it's live acoustic music in a private living room with an audience of friends, both new and old, and great food that everyone brings to share. The music is outstanding - these are very talented musicians. Most tour professionally, usually nationally, some even internationally. More...