I was reading an article across the room from my friend falling asleep in bed; I had a guitar solo of Blackberry Blossom stuck in my head, playing over and over, and M. asked me if I was playing the guitar. M. thought I was playing the song that our friend was playing last night on his mandolin. Blackberry Blossom. I can’t even believe it, but it just happened so I guess I have to.
I am coming down from a good weekend of music performing and jamming. This morning E., two people from his *yakuba*, and myself played four songs in his town’s culture festival as Mr. Waln’s Mystery Band. They played fiddle and accordion in Irish style, E. is more bluegrassy, and my old-time frailin’ self… Mix well and practice twice and you’ve got a band! Of sorts. It was good fun to play and sing, I even stepped up to the mic. Shady Grove got ridiculously fast for some reason, we did three verses and choruses in about thirty-five seconds. We also played Turkey in the Straw, Sally’s Garden, and Akanbo. I had never played any of those songs in those keys before this weekend, so it was a good challenge.
This morning, the night before at the Kawai culture festival with The Ramblers, and the street performance fest in Hachinohe with D. make three times that I have performed in public with a willing (?) audience. I might be getting used to it, but so far it has been a little tough to relax, which causes my playing to suffer and probably gives me a funny face.
I didn’t take any pictures, but others did and I’ll gank them soon enough.