I have not been here for a while. Cannot explain why. Covid? Old age? Sloth?
In any event, I prevailed upon an old friend for the use of some of his photographic images, primarily because I did not have a sufficient stock of my own stuff to go with the story I think the tune tells. Beauty is in the eye, etc…
Ach…Gentlemen: While I do communicate with the both of you, I have not had the pleasure to address you both, at the same time. I am honored.
Tom, I have enjoyed Along The Way, in these last few months, and I was glad to hear and see it, again.
Mack, my applewood Low G sings, and all is well. It is good to hear from you, for many reasons, not the least of which that we share a birthday.
The performing world is opening up slowly in Pennsylvania, and old venues and new are hiring our band for performances. 'Tis gratifying and sobering, at the same time. Many hours of personal and group rehearsal have been spent, reviving and freshening old songs and instrumental sets, and creating new ones. We find that the world of performance has changed in many ways, some definable, others not so much.
I wish you both the best. Stay safe and well, please…
It is great to meet at the old watering hole once again.
I am trying to recharge the batteries that used to enable me to transpose written music–in this case, The Adagio from Rodrigo’s Concerto De Aranjuez, in key of D to play on a low A whistle. Tricky for this old geezer. News at 11…)