No, this isn't a frustrated, downtrodden post about my lack of skills, but rather an amusing bit about how I got to help someone out by using my lack of status.
At The Crane once again last night. Good session going on, and I end up chatting it up with accordion player Sean Gavin. Sean's brother Frankie is one of, and possibly THE best fiddle player in Irish music today, and Sean is no slouch on the box. They'd been playing there earlier, and unfortunately I missed seeing them play, but Sean was still around the pub well into the session that followed and is a helluva nice guy.
After a bit though, he asked if I could do him a favor. Turns out he'd left his accordion up near where the session (which was featuring Jackie and Tony Smalls, along with several other assorted players) was going on. He said he needed to leave, but that if he went up to get it, he'd get snookered into joining the session for a few tunes. (And I have no doubt he was right). So he asked if I'd go up and grab his accordion for him, to help him make a clean get away. I happily obliged.
We exchanged contact info, and he said he'd help me track down a pipes teacher in town, so we'll see where that goes...
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And what would you have done if they had asked you to play a tune on that squeeze box (can't spell accordion)?
Knowing how much you enjoy music, you must feel you have dropped into a small part of Heaven :)
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