Dear Doctor,
Am I losing my interest in Irish traditional music?
I find myself increasingly writing about Baroque Flutes(mostly in reply to Glauber),and have puchased Rcr*rs from Garklein to Greatbass.
I was all set to become a Piper,but the pipes have been put aside-I think that I’ve only played them about three days this month, whereas I’d put in an hour’s practice each day,previously.
I will definately worry if I run off with a Chicken!
It’s all right, Kevin; it’s all right. I (and I imagine others) have seen this for a while, now, and now that you’ve come out, I for one think no less of you than ever. 
Seriously, I would welcome more discussion on Baroque music and the playing of it, since recorders and traversos are played by a number here, and variety works for me (plus we’d get to slag you a bit). Heresy on my part, perhaps, but there you have it. Would we risk losing your virtual presence here solely to some stuffy clique of rcrd*r players? Not that you’re stuffy. And as I recall, you play traverso, too.
((just a note - the term “losing my religion” has pretty much nothing to do with religion, but is rather just a rather silly southern term referring to losing one’s temper and perhaps saying or doing something unseemly. 
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I always heard it, “I just about lost my sanctification.” Possible Wesleyan influence in my background?
A wise lady whom I visit for refills told me once, “Sometimes, good things don’t last forever; two people can just grow apart. So please…Stop calling me.”------I hope this helps.
Oh well,I’ve learnt something from this thread anyway.Gives a whole new meaning to the REM song of that title.
Slan,
BB (a Wesleyan)
believe it or not the REM song..or rather an interview with Michael Stipe where he was talking about the song,was where I learned the origin of the phrase. Well at least where it more or less comes from. It is more of a ‘deep south’ thing that a general southern thing. I lived in NC for 12 years and never once heard it. 
Well, I live in Georgia, and I have actually heard it a couple of times. REM are from Athens, GA though, so that makes sense.
I don’t think it just means that, Sam. As your compatriot in States that Used to Be in the CSA, it can also mean losing your drive/nerve. 
It reminds me of the expression “come to Jesus,” as in, “We had the come-to-Jesus talk about such-and-such.” I didn’t realize that it was as Southern as it is, since I said it here (Canada) a couple of weeks ago and no one understood it.
I think I was trying to say that some . . . well, it’s a long, complicated story, but basically, this kid was addicted to narcotics and had become QUITE drug-seeking. I’d been enlisted by some other people to try to get this kid to make a commitment to getting off narcotics, changing the behavior, blah blah, and so I said we needed to schedule a come-to-Jesus meeting for everyone involved. The Canadians, bless them, were like, “Huh?”
It means a big, life-changing whatever.
Stuart
Kevin, go to your room–right now!
Strap on those pipes and don’t come out until your b-c-d triplet is clean!
And no Nintendo, either!
Anyone else out there need discipline?
No E
YES SIR!,RIGHT AWAY SIR!
Errr.. do I get to eat desert later?
I saw an old friend,that I hadn’t seen for a number of years,on bank holiday monday,and as he’s almost as obsessed with music as I am,I was telling him about my ‘musical mission drift’.
His reply was that you can sicken yourself by too much of a good thing,and a bit of variety is no bad thing.
I’ll just call this my ‘Paddy Keenan period’(remember he left the pipes for a while to play blues guitar!)
Kevin,
No harm in taking the occassional break, and I think playing other instruments can give you a new perspective on the music. Just remember that the pipes are a jealous mistress and they will punish you for ignoring them. 
OK, you can have your desert now 
No E
Yum Yum!
Well that makes sense. I’ve only heard it used a couple of times, and it was in a sort of general sense of losing one’s patience with something. I was just sort of guessing at it from the context in which I heard it, I guess.