Tonight was a good night. A night of hanging out with the girls and just having fun. Three of my girl-friends and I went out to dinner and then went to part of the Alaska Folk Festival. Let me explain this - it's where a whole bunch of people (some talented, some not so much...) get together in Juneau for a week and play folk music. It's so fun. Centennial Hall is set up with a stage and tons of seats, and you can go in and listen, leave and listen to jam-sessions outside, see people you know left and right. It's just a fun event.
The group on stage only has 15 minutes to play. This can be a good thing, and this can be a very sad and tragic thing. Some people you just want to keep listening to. Others you are glad to see leave the stage.
However, tonight, the best part was outside the main room. Outside the room there was a group of musicians just jamming away. In the group we stopped and listened to, there were four fiddle players, two banjos, two guitars, an auto-harp, a piano, two mandolins, two ukalale's, a juice harp, a washboard, an upright bass, and every once and a while a trombone. Not sure how the trombone fit, but whatever. It was so fun! Someone would start playing something, and the rest join in as they got the tune down. You can't help but smile and tap your feet as they play!
I kept thinking that Linda and my Dad would LOVE this. Wish they were here to enjoy it too!
1 comment:
I wish I was there too!
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