On a late
Autumn day in 1941, my grandmother, Hallie Mae Underwood, took her two
children, Ray and Virginia, to look for pecans "down in the bottom” near
the Mississippi River. Hallie Mae’s friend, Lynn Dennie, had come along with
his rifle to hunt squirrels. Lynn had also brought a camera and at some point
decided to take a picture of Mae and her children. In the photograph reproduced
above, nine-and-a-half-year-old Ray stands to the left, wearing his aviator’s
cap with goggles and possibly one of Virginia’s hand-me-down sweaters. Mae
obligingly propped the rifle up on her shoulder while Lynn snapped the photo.
Virginia stands to the right, her eleven-year-old face peaceful in the dappled
afternoon sunlight and wearing what appear to be Mae’s dungarees that waft
about her ankles like bellbottoms.
Within
months of this idyllic Americana moment, Lynn was drafted into service after
the attack on Pearl Harbor and our world changed. Virginia eventually met and
married John "Jack" Andrew Boyd, and bore her first son, Mark
Cameron. Two years later, Virginia and Jack had another son, Scott Clayton, my
brother, best friend and loyal partner in many a musical adventure since our
teenage years. Two younger brothers, Craig Sheldon and Emmet Jett, who came
along a few years later, completed the Boyd family.
I always
admired this photograph and when it came time to design an album cover for a collection of new songs Scott and I recorded last year, I asked my
mother for permission to use it. The combination of rural Southern life,
with squirrel hunting and pecan gathering, coupled with the innocence of
childhood joys, suggest the ancestral past that Scott and I come from and those
Tennessee and Arkansas roots we share as Boyd Bros. “Growing up Southern” in
our formative years was at times stifling, with racial tensions bubbling just
under the everyday surface reality, but also exhilarating, having discovered
our emergent passion for rock ‘n' roll, R&B and country. We survived
those years of slogging through late night gigs, cobbling this and that band of
like-minded musicians together, later watching them and us drift apart to new
chapters in our respective lives.
Scott and
I now live on separate coasts, the vast continent of the United States between
us, but we still manage to get together physically two or three times a year to
play music, and continue to craft our songs "virtually" in this Brave
New Digital World.
Today, Scott and I are releasing our fifth “record”
together; seven original songs recorded last year and available as digital download through iTunes, Amazon and other music streaming sites. We
call this new album “Down in the Bottom” and it's a family affair; our youngest
brother, Jett, a luthier, plays guitar on one song and brother Craig did the
graphic design for the cover and limited edition booklet.
The Boyd
Bros dedicate this album to Mae, Virginia and Jack. It was and is a labor of
love that bespeaks the humility and honesty of country folks, the empowerment and
celebration of family that kept our passion for music alive and kicking these
many years.
Mark Cameron Boyd
Beltsville, MD
Mark Cameron Boyd
Beltsville, MD


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