Actually, this was a wedding gig, so I even got paid for it. Not only that, the bride and groom inspired a new tune, which tumbled out of my fiddle as soon as I starting playing prelude music. What more could you ask for?
Another Burma Shave billboard on the information superhighway. Random thoughts about arts, faith, culture, music, language, literature, and the shortcomings of the Hegelian dialectic. (OK, just kidding about that last bit.)
I wonder what goes in this space?