Rhomylly Posted March 18, 2007 Share Posted March 18, 2007 It's not a good sign when one's St. Patrick's Day gig leaves one craving massive doses of Advil. Some random observations from my afternoon at the First Annual St. Patrick's Day celebration as organized by the Cultural Affairs Committee in my out-in-the-middle-of-hell New Mexico town: *The new Catholic priest in town does know how to pronounce Samhain correctly. On the other hand, the Druids worshipped trees. *The step dancers were quite good, the older the better (age range: 7ish to 17ish.). I was most impressed with the older ones. *The gentleman who first called me and got me mixed up in this event really, I thought, piled on the suck-up a little thick over the phone: "oh, you're sooo good! You're a REAL musician" etc etc. Turns out he was only telling the truth. Which leads to... *<b>Very bad</b> faux Irish music sung very loudly and very off-key. I have seven words, and I am not kidding: "Grandma got run over by a leprechaun." Followed by that Irish standard, "The Unicorn Song." I am now sitting here at my lovely, lovely, home, waiting for the 4 Advil I took to kick in. I'm thinking about applying some alcohol later. There's already a Hornsby's in the fridge. In the meantime, I am here looking for tea and sympathy Just shoot me if I ever do this here again. Just shoot me. It will feel better. At least my concertina playing was pretty good... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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