Musical Madness

This weekend was musically phenomenal. First I spent Friday evening jamming at the local Irish pub. Always a treat, and this time the tune-makers were out in force.

I spent Saturday recording (in between hitchhiking to Winchester for some minor automobile repairs). I'm so pleased with my new recordings of "Rainbird" and "Ashley Dear." The latter wrote itself, but "Rainbird" has been in the works for months. I just haven't been able to take this mediocre song, that I can't play very well, and turn it into something worth listening to. What a surprise. Normally I wouldn't put so much work into mediocrity, but I need the song for the title track because I have to match the artwork on the cover. Priorities. Anyway, I got there. It won't be long, now that the title track is laid, before the new CD is out and up.

Saturday night I went to a mini-jam with some friends, but all this pales in comparison to Sunday. My mandolin-wielding friend and I played for 3 hours at Christina's cafe. For one, it was a blast, but we made a boat load in tips. Well, a small boat worth. More than I expected anyway.

Then Sunday evening the open mic night at the cafe was jam-packed. I played a few songs of my own on guitar, but when the fiddle and the mandolin-man came out, the roof came down. Ben and I had the best bluegrass set yet, and the crowd loved it.

Still reeling from the musical madness in Virginia. Literally: new reels every night.