Harping on our trip

With very little lead time, Pete and I decided to drive to Port Townsend yesterday to visit a family friend who had just moved into an assisted living center. She worked with my dad at NASA in the 60s. With her memory slipping rapidly, we wanted to catch her as soon as possible.

Port Townsend harbor – view from our room

Any questions?

When we arrived at the hotel yesterday, a particular restaurant, The Upstage, was recommended to us, along with its live music. Well, why not? Little did we know that we would get the best seat in the house in front of  Dan Crary, the pioneer of flatpicking guitar!! Steve Spurgin played bass and a killer mandolinist named Martin Stevens was there too. Do these guys ooze coolness or what? (Their show, 2 days later in Portland, is completely sold out. And here we just walked in and stumbled upon them).

This morning, we visited with our friend, H.F. She was fairly clear in her memory most of the time. Conveniently, as we were wrapping up, she had another friend stop by. Perfect timing. Off to the ferry in Kingston to head over to Seattle.

Once on the other shore, we postponed lunch and zipped over to Dusty Strings, the music mecca for hammer dulcimers and harps and other folk instruments.

Look at the new baby!! I am running a home for wayward instruments. Like I said in a previous post, my fondest desire is to play therapeutic music to folks in hospitals, hospices, assisted living centers etc. This is a SWEET instrument with a gorgeous sound. I got it used for a great price, along with a case, stand, and tuning wrench. After mulling this over for several hours at the store, and then driving home in the dark in a virtual washing machine of bad weather, I’m thrilled with the decision. This baby is a Ravenna 26; bought two years and one day after my first spinal surgery, with some very hard won settlement money!

A work of art!

Harp levers with a smattering of mandolin and banjo

 

Rhythm Training

Woo hoo. I’m taking a rhythm training class at the local community college. The technology is so archaic that I love it. The poor youngsters must be frustrated that there’s a CD player and no instant reverse and forward like there would be with an iPhone. I was sort of hoping for an 8 track tape – mwhahaha.

The Blue Book (dun dun dun) has all the rhythms I need to follow. I put on the headset, listen to whatever catchy tune is playing (it can be anything from classical to big band to a frenetic lil ol banjo), and then I have to tap out the rhythm, as written, into the tapping machine, which counts my correct answers.

At first, I just tapped along to the general beat, but quickly learned I need to follow what’s written in the blue book (duh). Eighth notes, sixteenth notes, quarter rests, all kinds of time signatures (what is the value of a dotted sixteenth note in 6/8 time?) – oh my! But it is FUN. And this rhythm training “lab”, by the way, is a glorified closet.  🙂

 

Baptism by Fire

After a year of waiting, administrative details and some challenging life events, I *finally* got to play music at a local children’s hospital. It was FUN! It was crazy! Here are the details.

I pulled off, barely, in 3 or 4 days what I should have done over 3 months; namely, practice with my heavier alto flute everyday in measured doses, find backing tracks, figure out slowly how to write harmony and transpose music for an instrument that is in G etc. But noooo, I worked on this like a maniac for 3 or 4 days solid because I didn’t know what I was getting into until I had jumped off the proverbial cliff.

After arriving at the hospital lobby, I had the choice of a comfy chair, that looked like a propped up blood cell, or a bar stool. I plopped down in the nucleus of the blood cell and started setting up the ueber scary, brand new technology – a bluetooth wireless speaker synched up with my iPhone and a playlist that I was counting on.

Bluetooth didn’t work – used a cord. Playlist shuffled itself (eek). I hadn’t worked on the music enough (double eek). And I’ve performed in a wide variety of places but never with a blender or espresso machine running in the background (hospital lobby snack bar). 🙂  And a sweet man was talking to me, for a short while, and God Blessing me every sentence while I was playing the flute and wrestling with techno/musical ad lib challenges. (But he made my day!!) And my fingers were so clamped onto the flute, because of nerves and the weight of the flute, that I had to manually pry them off so I could mess with my iPhone – mid song!

I put on my best actor/interpreter face, and despite turning into a marshmallow moosh mess on the inside, I had FUN and pulled it off well enough to pass the virtual interview. I will practice MUCH more, especially with the lighter flute, and be better prepared for next time; at which point, I get to play on the hospital floor for the sick kiddos. CAN’T WAIT!!!!

The closest I’ll ever get to having my name “up in lights”

Hallway Musician

I am thrilled out of my mind to be a hallway musician in a local children’s hospital soon. What exactly is that? Well, I’m parked in a public area, rather than a patient’s room, and will be playing soothing flute music for one hour in one area, and then for another hour in another area of the hospital. If that sounds nebulous, I haven’t been there yet and don’t know what to expect. Have flute, will travel 🙂

This will be happening in SEVEN days. I have 3 flutes that I haven’t really touched in months. I have a new iPhone that I’m not altogether familiar with yet. So…I need to set up iTunes, buy downloadable background tracks and a speaker, and then gain some experience with operating this technology. Did I mention that I need to WRITE the melody and harmony parts, practice them, and then synch that up with this new technology – in seven days?? Nothing like a little pressure to get going. But this is something I REALLY want to do and just can’t wait. 

Monster flute. Actually, it’s called a bass flute.

Deep breath. Feel the room spinning. Ahhhhh

Bodacious Beltaine Birthday Bash

My birthday, on 9/30, was truly one of the most memorable this time around. Four lovely friends and Pete were at the Stillhouse Pub with me to enjoy food, libations and the glorious sounds of Beltaine. John, Jamie and Brian – from Beltaine Music – graciously invited me up on stage (read: uneven sidewalk by the boulder under the tree in the grand outdoors on a beautiful night) to play along on a few songs. Pictures and more comments will be added tomorrow. I’m still way out of it after a BUSY week in Alabama with family and friends. G’nite, y’all.

What’s the Irish translation for “Woo Hoo”?

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