Greetings From Faerie Con . . .

Nov 12, 2010 23:41

. . . where compact little quarter cellos (?) come to play for me. Well, ok, for everyone in the concourse area because it is a sonorous thing, the cello is. But after complimenting Adam Hurst of Gypsy Cello on the lovely sounds echoing down from the main floor, he spent the latter part of the afternoon playing across from us.




I am looking forward to listening to a little slice of this afternoon when I get back home and play his cds. Eeee, cellists!

There is glitter in abundance, and crows.

(There is also the McCormick's manufacturing plant on the way to and from the convention, which has been making nacho flavoring, tabasco sauce, and cajun meat rub all the livelong day. My immune system is going apeshit. Let us concentrate on the cellos, yes?)

Weather is here, wish you are lovely-

Chrono

This entry was originally posted at http://chronographia.dreamwidth.org/55764.html and has
comments. Please comment there using OpenID.

items of auditory joy, gallivants, damn fucking allergies, squee, corvidae, cello rock

Previous post Next post
Up