Today was a long day.  I am sore, but not in places I expected to be - but maybe that's because I didn't think logically about exactly what it meant that I signed up for a trip to the trapeze school.  It was a Groupon.  My friend A and I had been eyeing the crazy furnitue store and theme park right by the highway here that has a trapeze rig, but it ( Read more... )

Listen (I am not embedding it, because I don't do that to my friends) to what is hands-down the best version of Old MacDonald's Farm that I have ever heard.  It is tuneful and hilarious.

I never knew that Old M had a wife, a still, and a Ford, nor had I any idea of what sounds they would make if he did.  Now I know.

And on the topic of music, if you ( Read more... )

Music workshops are difficult beasts.  What can people learn in an afternoon?  What is the workshop leader supposed to do - lecture about tradition and concept?  Demonstrate technique?  Teach a tune?  What do you do with the inevitable experience gap in your attendees ( Read more... )