10 years ago I was in graduate school. I had just finished the second performance event in my thesis work. The summer before, I had worked for the William King Regional Arts Center in Abingdon Virgina as production co-ordinator for the Appalachian Cultural Festival, Living Traditions. There, I met a man name Jim Loyd--a barber and old-time musician. He was a member of an Old-Time band called the Konnarock Critters.

I approached the Critters to play a series of concerts in the Virginia Tech Black Box Theatre. We scrounged a camera and hooked it into a Mac. We broadcast a video stream on the Internet and invited people from around the world to tap in as well.