Last night Marv and I went and checked out the bluegrass jam session at a local downtown pub. We showed up with our instruments (guitar, fiddle), awkwardly pulled up stools and tried not to look too intimidated. There ended up being about 10 musicians or so, and they quickly launched into various jams centered around the G, C and D guitar chord positions. Marv more than held his own, eliciting a few woops with some tentative soloing, and I just followed along with the chords. I was too nervous to jump into solos (not my forte anyway), but enjoyed it nonetheless. I think we'll be back. In the meantime, we need to show up next time with a couple of songs to play that fit into the bluegrass format. Celtic, although we did play one fiddle tune, isn't quite right for what they were doing last night.

Now to show up with CF at a similar type of jam night for Celtic music...

It's funny though how music throws my brain into a completely different space. When we walked out of the bar, I very nearly fell on my face and proceeded to find it exceedingly difficult to form words. And I'd only had one beer all night...

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In other news, Politika and I bought a freezer last night. I guess that makes us official or sumpin, huh? :-) We've been storing more and more food in her mom's freezer, so this just seemed to make sense. I think when it's empty it can fit a whole adult body in it too, so if you're in need, just let us know. (SO kidding. :-)

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Oh, and last night Poli and I rehearsed the song we've been asked to help perform at a corporate party at the end of the month. For some reason these guys want to play "I touch myself" by the Divinyls, and it's very cute to hear Poli sing it in her broadway-ish, highly-enunciated style. :-) Anyway, we laughed about it, and tonight we rehearse it wif da band, so I'm sure we'll have fun with it.

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