I played my fiddle at a jam for like 2 hours after the official jam ended!
Tim and I stuck around and all the sudden a little late hours impromptu jam started and there was about oh 6 or so of us and we just got in a little huddle and picked, picked, picked…
It was wonderful.
Good for the soul. And I even played the fiddle for about an hour! Honest! First time really in a jam setting and with stuff I had NO clue about and just threw caution to the wind and lett’r go… Sang a whole bunch too, there was just three of us singing, so we got a lot of practice in. No doubt.
I didn’t take any pictures because I was picking….
(And shhhhh…. I didn’t get home till 12:30 in the morning!!!!)
Can’t remember the last time I did that at a jam! I usually skedaddle out since so often they are just well, so so…. playing with a band of AWESOME musicians tends to ruin you a bit to jams, especially if they are slow or like too much old country, etc. But last night was awesome!!!
I wish I’d have taken a picture or two… oh well! Just imagine it… an Elks lodge, big dancefloor, lots of tables all over the place. The very best chicken wings I’ve EVER had… a whole pound of them for $3.00… a bunch of my band buddies there, Rob and Tim and their friends Dave and Pierce…. and lots of bluegrass friends from the Opry and around the place… mostly older folks, but that’s okay, cuz I love hugging and I get my fill from all the gents.
I think older fellows LOVE hugging… because that was just not something you did in the old day, not men and women, not unrelated ones and all, but nowadays, shesh, you can like hug the UPS guy if you want and he’ll just smile.
What, doesn’t your’s do that? Mine does.
HAHAHAHA…. okay, no he doesn’t, but he smiles really sweet and always has a great sunny disposition, so it’s like he’s a hugger, I’ll bet.
Anyway, my gents in my circle love when I give them hugs and pat their arms and all, it’s great. And they always smell SO purdy…. I guess I’m weird, but I love that grandpa aftershave smell, just is a good thing. Young guys are not that into all that as much, it seems. But you show me a good old WW2 vet and he’s going smell just good. Well, my bluegrass ones do.
Okay, I digress. I had a hoot of a time and I just thought I’d share it!
Hey if you all want… you can go and see about voting for the Cold Antler Farm Fiddle Challenge…. they all think me and another fellow are ringers, but hey, whatever. We just have embraced the whole challenge and really worked hard and it shows! I finally feel like I got it…. I’m not good at it, but, I stepped over that hurdle of fear and lack of confidence that you get when you are learning a new instrument. And things have finally sort of made sense. Its SOOOOOO cool….
Well, tuckered out, had a busy day, sorry for the lack of daily posts, I’ll get some more up tomorrow!
Oh, here’s the link….
http://coldantlerfarm.blogspot.com/2009/08/time-to-vote.html
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