I am so proud of us.
Our "Songs of Myth and Magic" Irish Concert was indeed magical. Spring and a little mist were in the air, giving it a soft, Irish sparkle. The harp likes the weather slightly humid. I think it relaxes the wood just a little and lets it sing more easily.
Martha's whistle sang like a beautiful fairy woman and tore up the room like a banshee's scream as the music required. Marti's fiddle (because her gorgeous violin becomes a fiddle when she plays Irish music), droned like an ancient voice and kicked it up perfectly during the jigs. And Sam's drumming kept us together like a single heartbeat (and his new drumming technique of hitting the rim with the tipper was an audience favorite).
Who's that standing in the middle?
Why, it's Megan, the Irish step dancer!
And we're so happy that Megan has decided to attend Minnesota State University, Mankato, for a few years so that we can enjoy her dancing. She was amazing. Megan's jigs, slip jigs and hornpipes were so good they were distracting to a "certain harpist" who could see those dancing feet through the strings and almost lost track of where she was in the music!
There were only a few instances where the fairies played mischief with me. One was the high G in "Song of the Pucai," which I had practiced over and over and over and was so worried about. I hit the note, but the microphone couldn't handle the pitch and fuzzed out the speakers (how do you like that for a techy explanation). The other was when my new spiral ring I was so proud of flew off my finger and bounced across the floor after we played "King of the Fairies." Both harmless, both added to the mystical, magical, fun quality of the concert.
A great success, and the crowd loved my new "The Five-Dollar Goat & Chickens in the Yard" jig-slip jig set. Happy, happy night filled with music and joy.
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