Jeff Huss

Jeff Huss

Jeff and Diane Huss at Mule HQ.

"So... what kind of music do you listen to?" This was the first question Jeff asked at my interview at Huss and Dalton-my first guitar making job. I was 20. Kelly Joe Phelps had upended my life path towards acoustic music, I mentioned him and that was probably it. He was the only acoustic player I listened to.

Eventually we had a work party. Everyone stayed after work, piled chairs into the fretting room and grabbed guitars and banjos.

I remember where I was sitting when I heard 'Angel from Montgomery' for the first time. "Tear My Stillhouse Down". "Paradise". "Long Black Veil" Prine. Gillian. Darrell Scott. Tim O'brien. Old songs with unknown authors. People picked their go-to songs, and if you didn't know it you fumbled along. If you couldn't play you sang harmony. If you couldn't sing harmony you at least knew not to clap on the 1 and 3. I could do none of those things. I was in love. The music felt like an old pair boots, the connection hugged you like a grandfather. Music was the culture and not a commodity.

I was constantly working on my 1990 Bronco with 35” mudders on it. Eventually it needed a new engine and Mark Dalton offered to help me swap engines. Swap. Engines. I was 20. Heck yes. So I took it down to Motley, VA and Mark helped a poor-financial decision making employee fix his vehicle. In exchange I loaded trailers of hay bails for a few sun-tea fueled weekends. Mark uses mules for work on his farm. I got to see their cultural significance, their intelligence, their work capacity. They demand a well earned reverence and respect.

"Feels like a Huss," I carved necks with Jeff as part of my work there. That moment is a rare badge of honor I let myself carry.

My thankfulness for the opportunity they gave this youthful enthusiast 20 years ago is part of most days here. Their kindness continues although I have nothing to offer them in return. I cant say enough good things about Jeff and Diane, Mark and Kimberly, Brian and the crew- Kernul, Mooey, Crazy Uncle Ken, Melungeon, Dean and John.

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Olivia P.

You got to get behind the Mule in the morning and plow.

-Tom Waits

John H.

….Best thing I’ve read in a LONG time!!

Thanks for sharing, Matt.  

Jason W.

Thank you for sharing, Matt! That is a wonderful, inspiring and poignant story. It makes me think of those communal music gatherings as such a gift. They are clearly an excellent group of people. 

Rick S.

Matt, great story.  Old songs from unknown artists… indeed.  I feel I was raised on songs, more than hot licks.  

love where you are from (H&D) and more importantly, that you have reverence for that place.  Feel the same way about ancient songs and their role in shaping me as a songwriter. 

i just put in my deposit for a brass mule resonator.  I can’t wait.  

long may you run, Matt and Mule.  

rick

Liam

Matt,
Your journey is addictive.  Honor the mentors and crafts people, they are the ground.

Bill Bailey 

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