Episode NotesTwo great bluegrass musicians come to a fork in the road; and at that crossroads stands the devil.The Devil Knows Three Chords by John Oak Daltonhttps://www.amazon.com/gp/video/detail/B07YQD6DP4/ref=cm_sw_tw_r_pv_wb_G4VJyJirAzut2Music by Ray Mattishttp://raymattispresents.bandcamp.comProduced by Daniel WilderGet Cool Merchandise http://store.weeklyspookySupport us on Patreon http://patreon.com/IncrediblyHandsomeContact Us/Submit a Storytwitter.com/WeeklySpookyfacebook.com/WeeklySpookyWeeklySpooky@gmail.comThis episode sponsored by HenFlix.comFor everything else visit WeeklySpooky.comTranscript:Chester Killbuck and Bobby Lee Starr were one of the hottest bluegrass duos of the 50s and early 60s,but it all ended in a dumpster behind the Avalon Ballroom in San Francisco in 1968.Like a lot of bluegrass musicians at that time, they started in The Bluegrass Boys in the late 40s, and thenjoined The Foggy Mountain Boys in the early 50s before setting off on their own as Killbuck and Starr.Chester and Bobby Lee couldn’t have been more different, and thus made an unlikely team. Chesterwas married three or four times and had several kids that hated him, and several more he wouldn’tadmit to having and who didn’t know he was their daddy. Bobby Lee was still married to his first wifeMarian and they had a son, Johnny, who was born blind in 1946 and who Bobby Lee lived and died for.Chester followed the old ways and the old music but Bobby Lee saw things differently when his sonstarted playing folk music with a couple of other guys. Bobby Lee wanted to add some more Bob Dylanand Gram Parsons to their song list. But Chester said that would never get them on the Porter Wagonershow. And they would get booed out of The Grand Old Opry.Bobby Lee got through a lot of his disagreements with Chester by bringing Johnny on the road with himwhen he was old enough, and Johnny became a great mandolin player in his own right. So in the sameway that they wanted to leave Bill Monroe and then leave Flat and Scruggs, Johnny wanted to forge outon his own. It was the way of things, and Bobby Lee could not deny his son.But his son still needed him. So when Johnny Starr made a deal for his own band with the AvalonBallroom, which was the premiere venue in San Francisco at the center of everything happening in 1968,he might have mentioned his dad would come and play too. The Avalon promised Killbuck and Starr topbilling, and Johnny’s band Lemon Dirty Fingernails second, ahead of the Stone Poneys and the Lewis andClark Expedition.Chester was very angry with the deal, but went along with it. And as it happened Killbuck and Starrkilled it in front of all these young people, who were turning on to the Bakersfield sound and The Byrdsand Dylan, and suddenly Bobby Lee could see a future for the duo. A future beyond the long county fairtours. A future beyond waiting for someone to tap their shoulder for the Opry.Bobby Lee waited backstage for his son, who was still out talking to friends, and it was good that he waslate because he found out quickly Chester was still fuming.Bobby Lee found, at the little rickety table in the dressing room, his son had left a water bottle with anote that said “Drink Me” and a plate of food with a note that said “Eat Me.” It was punched out inBraille with the little stylus and slate both father and son had learned to use.Bobby Lee was drinking down the water when Chester banged the door open.Bobby Lee looked at him with a smile and a squint. “I thought you slipped off with that little gal in thefront row in those short-shorts,” Bobby Lee said.Chester’s frown deepened. “Hell, that gal had more armpit hair than I do. You couldn’t tell who was thegirls and who was the boys with all that long hair out there.”“They loved us, Chester,” Bobby Lee said.“They should love their got-damn country. You’re son’s a cripple and has an excuse but the rest of themboys should be over in Viet Nam fighting Communism,” Chester proclaimed.That killed off B