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What kind of music do you play on them, Limey?
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Most people associate this type of concertina with Irish Traditional Music, but I'l go for any folky tune that I like, largely from the British traditions, though I have a Flemish tune, too, and a Russian one or two (natch). I'm currently working on a couple of ragtime tunes, and there's a great (classical) song by Russian composer Cui that I'd like to have a crack at.
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I am completely green with envy. Gorgeous instruments, both.
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Thank you.
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Gig friday, playing at the Amnesty International Annual Cafe.
If we can find a drummer, Blitzkrieg Bop and The Kids Aren't Alright. If we can't, acoustic American Pie. |
Whoaaaa, I go on in about ten minutes!
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Ohhhhh man.
Every other act had come on and done slow, sad, lame emo-y songs... Then we got on. "Man, aren't ya'll tired of all these slow songs?! How about something to bring some LIFE inta this party!?" "WHOOO!" Aside from the sub-par drums, we kicked ASS. Got on and led with a rad riff and sped it up until we were all over the place, just to get them pumped. "D'ya think my gittar's loud enough?!" "NO!" *screeech of feedback as I turn it up to eleven* "What about NOW?!" "WHOOOO!" We launch into Blitzkreig Bop and pwn. The drums were near-perfect (at least as good as Tommy ever was...), the instruments were perfect, and the vocals were...good enough. I got at least half the audience singing along. Then into The Kids Arent Alright. I nailed my solo (aside from the drums going all over the place), we kept in perfect time (aside from the drums going all over the place), and we got the audience singing along the "whoa-oh!"s too. Ended with a dramatic hammeron/pullof for the outro, with my pickin' hand in the air, bringing it down for the finale. "WHOOOOO!" "THANK YOU GOODNIGHT!" *devilhorns* |
Sorry about the shit drums, man. I'd do 'em right for ya. (Step #1: listen!)
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I gigged Friday and Saturday on the new bass. Man was that a workout.
I love the way this thing sounds. It was a big hit with my mates and the audience as well. Now back to my scales... |
We did a gig Friday night at the Kansas City Museum, all acoustic. Interesting, that. The highlight was some drunken ex cheerleader type in white stretch pants and a cowl neck angora sweater who was hanging all over people while carrying her Pomeranian, breathing vodka fumes into their faces. Later, she thought our harpist had dissed her with a look, grabbed her hair and started harassing her. And this over the hill deb (actually, she said she was a "professional dancer") was a member of the Board of the neighborhood organization that put on the event for which we were playing.
Ah, the glamorous musician's life. |
Aw, man. I never get the good gigs. :rolleyes:
On the other hand, I've never had beer spilled on my stuff either, so I guess it's a wash. |
Sounds like one of my gigs... (drunken keyboardist's gf catapults entire pitcher of beer across the whole stage)
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Do you have the Dan Zane's sea shanty CD? If you want it I'll mail it to you. I also knew a guy that had one that I am buying. He passed away not too long ago (I miss him a LOT). Sailorman was a very hip, no-bullshit, kinda' guy who taught me a lot of what I knew about pipes and pipe smoking. I try to keep his legacy alive. His music (I have heard it on-line) is cool. No one was impressed with my jaw-harp chops...:sniff: |
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