you saw who at the par mo?

i love seeing people who are actually really good musicians. there is something very enjoyable about watching talent. even if it does come in sort of dorky, bizarre forms.

each of them played at least one instrument, many of which were traditional folk instruments. you've never seen so many lyras, bouzoukis, kanouns, udus, all in one place. you may have recognized the hurdy gurdy. the loudest of all was this tiny stringed gourd played with a bow. the musician was named something amazing like socrates mestaphales. he could have easily been bob cantoni. the one who played guitar was very unassuming, often hidden in the shadows or behind his hair. he was like a one man band of his own, rocking the electric guitar one phrase and the next playing a lovely melody on any one of the large stringed gourds. he got really nervous when they introduced him. i kind of loved him.

there was a dueling fiddle-bouzouki number.
and at one point she was jumping up and down with her accordion on.

celt rock.

i would never have paid for the tickets but really enjoyed myself. those might be the best. thanks, chad and erin.