BBB asked how things were going here in Roanoke, so here goes.
My wife and I decided to take up bicycling. The objective was to drop a few pounds (mass, not currency), but so far that is not really happening. I weigh the same, but my endurance is improving. I think I am losing fat and gaining leg muscle, which is not entirely bad. We are exploring the bicycle trails that Roanoke is gradually accumulating. Some are finished, and others are still under construction.
The band took the summer off, or so our leader says. We drummers have practiced sporadically throughout the summer, in an effort to stay sharp. We are just now getting back together once again, and have a major performance coming up this next weekend.
It has been rather embarrassing that we never have anything to sell at a performance. We have no CD, and no T shirts or other trinkets to offer the crowd. I cannot singlehandedly make a CD, but I did work up some graphics to have printed on T shirts. We hope to have these on hand in time for the next performance. Wish me luck, because I'm going to need it.
We have had not one but two new Irish pubs in Roanoke. Well, maybe one and a half. There was much fanfare when the first opened, with press releases and newspaper stories and the like. Many of us had great hopes that it would be a great place for friends to gather, and maybe volunteer to play some music every now and then. This was a big disappointment.
The management makes no accomodation for groups coming together at his establishment, and will not even rearrange the tables. They disapprove of musicians, even those who volunteer to play for free, and even when scheduled ahead of time. The combination of the two, musicians who draw a crowd, is really frowned upon. We had some musicians visiting from Ireland, who wanted to play with us at the new Irish pub. They would not rearrange tables to allow room for musicians, and would not even offer them chairs. Have you ever tried to play a harp while standing? Musicians had a few inches of space around the perimeter of the room, so long as we did not get in the way of the people at the tables. They would not even turn down their canned music when the performance started. A patron was curious, and asked who we were. The bartender said we were some Irish group, but not to worry because we would go away sooner or later.
The bartender was correct. Once the second Irish pub opened, we went away. We were absent in droves.
The second pub started slowly, but is much better already. The (German) owner had no experience in running an Irish pub, but he listens well and learns very quickly.
I was invited to play with Warpipe because they liked my playing with the ceilidh group. We are getting the old ceilidh group back together. The third Friday of every month is now reserved for us to perform. This new owner, oddly enough, did not mind the fact that he would not have to pay the band. He also was not offended that we might bring in a couple hundred hungry and thirsty customers.
The first month we volunteered to do this, the owner was uncertain how this would go and he went ahead and also payed for a different band to start at 9:00. We started early, played for a couple of hours, then cleared out in time for the "real" band to set up. They started playing, and everyone left. The owner gained an appreciation for the ceilidh group, and he will not do anything that might cut us off at 9:00.
In all honesty, I can see that it might be difficult for a pub owner to accept this group. There is a tendency to believe that if we get up and play because we enjoy getting up and playing, we could not be as good as a band that plays for money. We are an unorganized group of volunteers, so we do not know who will show up when, with what instruments or what we will play. The combination of hammered dulcimer and harp can be hauntingly beautiful, but is much different from when we are playing fiddle and banjo music, or when we have a couple bagpipes show up. On some nights, it is all of the above. Nobody knows what to expect, but sometimes it is better not to plan.
Oh, well. I need to start getting ready for another busy day. Cheers!