Greenbriar Slow Session, 12/13/10

My friend Louise was up visiting for a few days from the island. Usually I am down there on Mondays, so I took advantage of the rare opportunity to attend the Greenbriar, at least the early session, because I knew I would be pushing it by keeping Lou out too late, though I do love that later group. We went over early, for dinner - delicious fish 'n chips - and I settled Lou at a table with a couple of new friends, where she sat and enjoyed the music and the socializing. This particular session is nothing, if not social - and it is a good bit more, of course: an opportunity to play, enmasse (this evening I'd say there were thirty to forty players), all of my favorite tunes, albeit a bit slowly for my taste. Well, too slow for the tunes I know; just right for the tunes I'm learning. The number of people I know increases with each session I attend - I love this - tunes, too, as I am more and more able to pick up tunes on the fly, at least the ones I already have in my ear.

Rosanne, etc.

Yours Truly, by Joanie.

Ditto.

Tony, and son.

Joanie, etc.

Frank and Joanie. My friend Brian brings his grandpa Frank to most sessions, where he is always given a seat of honor and often sings a song from the homeland. We all love Frank. God bless ye, sir.

The Company