Another great session at Bob’s last night. Only one fiddler in attendance, but also had banjo, two guitars, two mandolins, and one banjo uke (me!). There was some fine playing going on. I can't tell you how many times someone would throw in a different lick or subtly change a rhythm and hearing it would cause me to smile. Stand out tunes, for me anyway, were “Laughing Marj” -- which is rapidly becoming a favorite in the group-- “Setauket”, “Sheep Shell Corn”, “Walking in the Parlor”, and “Marmaduke’s”. We played through several other tunes, but I’m not calling them to mind this morning. Maybe after another cup or three of coffee.
These weekly sessions are certainly the highlight of my week. It occurred to me on the drive home, that I’m one of the luckiest guys around to have this opportunity every week.
Since finding the Folk School of St. Louis and making connections with, and getting more involved in the local old time music scene, I’ve had the pleasure of meeting some of the finest, friendliest people around. There’s no other art, theater, or music community or scene that I’ve ever encountered that is as welcoming, supportive, and invested in everyone having a good time and doing well than the old time music community in St. Louis. And this seems to be the case as well with this music and those who play it throughout the country. Those few people I’ve met from other countries who play this music: David Crossley, Mike Fenton, Aki, a fellow from Sweden whose name I can’t remember – are also just terrific folks.
Thirty years ago I’d gotten tired of playing rock and country music, couldn’t find anyone who played the blues and southern rural music I wanted to play and had pretty much given up playing at all. If anyone had told me then how much fun I’d be having and what a blessing playing old time music and the friendships I’ve made through it would be, I wouldn’t have believed them. But here it is 2009 and it’s all true. Wow.