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I'm at home in North Carolina for ahwile learning some Christmas/Solstice music which will eventually become a seasonal show (in 2010) and focussing on finishing the upcoming CD.

    

Oct. 12, 2009
I've just finished a short run of performances with master guitarist Robin Bullock. The concerts were outstandingly inspirational from a music-making point of view. Driving from city to city, Robin and I spent many hours discussing our artistic goals to which we aspire, and the numerous practical issues of being on the road in order to bring our music to the public.

During the middle of the week we spent two days with my best friend and recording engineer Jay Manneschmidt in Knoxville, laying down three wonderful tracks which will appear on my upcoming CD release. I'm extremely pleased with the results we acheived and I can hardly wait to finish the album. Of course, nowadays one must be realistic about recording projects: CDs are quickly becoming a thing of the past. The carefully-crafted, story-like shape which I'm endeavoring to create in this album may largely be lost on an industry which sells 99-cent sound bites which listeners will shuffle randomly in their iPods. And it's likely that sales will never recoup the cost of making the album, which in my case is now soaring in the 5-figures and continues to rack up costs even as I write this.

My favorite part of the week was the concert in the barrel room of Stonefield Cellars winery near Winston-Salem, where the sweet aroma of grape juice laced the air as we play to an intimate and devoted group.

In the concerts recently I have come face-to-face with unmistakable signs that a profound change is taking place in the way people chose to spend their leisure time and entertainment dollars. Countless forms of entertainment compete for people's attention, and many of these are cheap and conveniently obtained within the comforts of home. In this tough economy, people seem to be more reticent to go out to hear a less-known performer; if they go out to live music at all, it seems to be to hear the more familiar, bigger-name acts.

I've come home realizing that in order to keep my brand of traditional music alive and financially viable I'm going to have to adopt some changes in strategy. The last thing I would want to do, however, is to compromise my art form: to "cheapify" my art by dumming it down for mass appeal would be to destroy it altogether.

One change I can make right away is to start playing more unaccompanied violin concerts. This thought has been rattling around in my head from time-to-time lately, often during periods when earnings from concerts are slim and the cost-saving measure of omitting a payrolled accompanist seems appealing. I took it with some degree of flattery that both Robin Bullock and Al Petteway independantly suggested I consider this idea in earnest. Imagine! Two guitar players simulatneously suggesting that I play without a guitar player!

A few years ago I played quite a number of unaccompanied concerts and I always enjoyed them. Moreover, it always pleased me to find that had not the least concern over the lack of an accomanying player.

Beyond any doubt, playing solo is a big responsibility and requires an exquisite command of the musical content. But I feel energized by this challenging prospect.


May 28, 2009
"Never Tire of the Road" is the autobiographical lyric to Andy Irvine's song about the life of a touring musician that wafted through my head as I made the weary journey home from my 2.5-week Northwest tour.

The final leg of the trip was a midnight drive from the Charlotte airport to Asheville, during which my mind replayed each day of the crammed schedule: scintillating new friendships, rehearsals, high-energy performances, long drives from one gig to another, sleeping on a different surface (usually soft!) every night, heart-stopping scenic beauty, difficult financial decisions, and faces, faces, faces.

Road hiss filled my ears as I passed Rhodhiss, NC at 1:00 am. The darkness, solitude, and distance invited a larger perspective. As exhausted as I was, I felt resigned to the inextricably weather-worn lifestyle of my chosen career as a "wandering minstrel."

Tour bookings had begun back in December during Seattle's mighty snowstorm in which my concerts with Stanley Greenthal were cancelled and subsequently re-booked for May. Two months later I became acquainted with Irish musician Zac Leger while I was in "Guitarless in Los Angeles", and I had asked him if he would play guitar for me in Seattle.

Meanwhile, a zealous and effective arts organizer and long-standing fan of mine named Celia Bender contacted me asking if I could come to the small town of Enumclaw, WA to work with kids in the schools, teaching them about history and culture of the Celtic peoples and demonstrating the music.

The first gig of the tour was a school assembly at the ungodly hour of 8:00 am. (Musicians don't do mornings well.) Right away it was clear that a massive buzz had preceded us. With me fiddling away in my kilt and Zac demonstrating Uillean pipes, whistle, and bouzouki, the kids gobbled up our presentations with excitement and genuine interest.

The most amazing thing I've seen in years was the Magical Strings program. This class of over 100 young string players was the brain child of two visionary music teachers and is a testimonial for how a thriving music program can be built with sheer determination and zeal in spite of having almost no funding.

The Enumclaw experience culminated in a final concert with demonstrations from several young orchestras, an instrument auction, and a memorable performance by Zac and me that was strikingly well-attended. I can't remember when I've signed so many autographs for beaming-faced youngsters. We were treated like rock stars!

The next few concerts of the tour found us on the San Juan islands of Vashon, Lopez, and Bainbridge enjoying some of the most superlative, crystalline blue skied weather one could ask for.

In Portland, OR we gave a small concert in the arts-and-crafts-style home of my charming friend Abbie Weisenbloom. This was a long-anticipated inaugural event for Abbie and I was humbled to find that she had spent most of her savings on a custom built stage which she installed at one end of her living room. In a dashingly brilliant final number, Zac and I were joined by the brilliant Quebecois fiddler Lisa Ornstein (that's pronounced "Orn-stine" with a long "I" sound). Thanks, Lisa, for the 6-minute fiddling fireworks!

Back in Seattle, Zac took the night off while I met up with some of my favorite contra dance musicians in the country--Sue Songer, David Kaynor, Jeff Kerssen-Griep, and Erik Wieberg--to play the pre-Folklife dance. It turned out to be a miracle concoction. We were all so pleased with the "Dream Team", as it came to be called, that we've committed to reassembling the group next year for round two. Notwithstanding, there will forever be one or two contra dancers who insist on stepping up afterward and making known their irritation over this tune or that which was not to their liking. I've come to regard this behavior as the major difference between playing concerts and dances, and have learned to put these occasional criticisms in their rightful perspective.

Of the seven consecutive years I've played the Folklife festival, I don't remember a single performance that was less than ideal. Yet, I think this year's may have hit the jackpot. As I gazed into the crowd my eye caught sight of countless loyal fans, friends, and supporters who have followed my progress all these years. The show came off with perfection. Many afterward commented that this duo was as strong as anything I've yet presented.

A big surprise to me was the number of new (to me) folks who came up afterward to meet me and mention all the various shows of mine they've attended over the years...or the multiple hits they've made to my website. Who knew?! How many others are out there whom I have not YET met? It gives me pause.

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Mar. 28, 2009
I didn't know quite what to expect when my GPS directed me along winding appalachian mountain roads and let me out in Mountain City, TN. Way out there, I wondered if there would even be an audience to play to!

But the concert at Heritage Hall turned out to be one of the sweetest duo engagements of the season. Owen joined me in what had, in its day, been a high school auditorium from the early 1900s. The space had been lovingly restored by a committee of devoted citizens and was perfect for acoustic music.

The audience blew me away, both for attendance and for verve! The whole thing reminds me of what guitarist Finn McGinty once told me: "I make my living by playing in small towns."


Mar. 22, 2009
Everyone, inluding myself, was completely suprised and delighted with how well the symphony gig turned out. The orchestra rallied to a performance that was rhythmically sound and effortless to play with. Several of the group's members stepped up to play solos, and everone did beautifully. Two splendid dancers graced our stage: Rodney Sutton, the darling of the Applachian flat-foot clogging scene; and Alice Jamison, a young, red-haired beauty who is brilliantly poised in Cape Breton and Irish hard-shoe dancing. And everyone's favorite guitarist, Owen Morrison, did a bang-up job locking the whole thing together.

Afterward in the backstage area, everyone was slapping each other on the back and giving each other high-five. The sense of community that was created during this show was a beautful thing.

On a personal note, it gave me the greatest satisfaction to hear the new scores I had written come to fruition.

Feb. 28, 2009
A two-week tour in California encompassed highs and lows in guitar accompanists, requiring me to reprogram concerts on the fly. Although not good for one's blood pressure, the programs nevertheless turned out well.

Working with legendary guitarist Scott Nygaard was sublime, his gorgeous, buttery sound providing a rich backdrop to my arrangements of pipe tunes. With great jubilation, I discovered a prodigious guitar talent in Los Angeles. Zac not only understands the approach I'm looking for, but has free space in his schedule which will allow us to begin touring together in May. The beginnings are auspicious.

Of great interest was my visit with the zany genius of Joe Craven, with whom I hope to record an album later this year (after the present album is finished!).

Finally, I returned to Appalachia for several lovely gigs with the wonderful Owen Morrison.


1/20/09
Mary Scammell, my dear friend and poet in Scotland, wrote and published this piece to commemorate Obama's inauguration. Enjoy!

January 20, 2009
Today is the day of marvels;
this is the day to start a new age.
Today is the day of celebrations.
The memory wanders to the pit of joy –
she who celebrated the dying of hope's hero.*
Today is the day of marvels.
The people wake from the deep sleep of lies
to silence hypocracy's principles.
Today is the day of celebrations.
The country is rejecting the false religion
which demands supremacy, the end of hope.
Today is the day of marvels.
Black and white are embracing each other
to listen, discuss guard against preaching.
Today is the day of celebrations.
Today the mist of our shame has dissipated,
and in its place are the tears of joy.
Today is the day of marvels.
Today is the day of celebrations.

* death of Martin Luther King in 1968


12/20/08
Record snows in Seattle forced the cancellation of both my Solstice concerts with Stanley Greenthal. We had already rehearsed for 5 days when on the morning of the first concert the plug was pulled--bad news at a time when the loss of income and time was felt severely. I had a measure of fortune, though. As thousands slept for days on the floor of the SeaTac airport and dangerous driving conditions caused tumult in the city, I was lucky enough to be camped out in the Greenthal's lovely home and enjoyed taking snowy walks around old Seattle neighborhoods which were transformed into a magical fairy land. We also did some musical R&D with some new tunes from Bretagne.

11/17/08
I've just finished a tour of house concerts and non-commercial venues with the wonderful young guitarist Owen Morrison from Charlottesville, VA. The gigs were booked close to home to cut down on travel costs, and gave us an opportunity to get better acquainted with each other's playing. Although our audiences were mostly small, we were met with huge adulation which has subsequently led to plans for increasing our bookings together.

Owen is a true virtuoso who not only knows Celtic music inside and out, but is also a trained classical guitarist and consumate all-around musician. He's very popular with audiences and a delight to travel with.

11/4/08
I have never been more proud to be an American than on this day, Nov. 4, 2008. Today America made a choice based on wisdom, intelligence, and global vision. I pledge to help our new president and our country in every way I can to rebuild and reunite.

11/1/08
It's been quite awhile since I was a side man for someone else's gig. Irish singer and composer Danny Ellis created a song cycle masterpiece recounting his despicable upbringing by the Catholic brothers of the Artane orphanage in Dublin, and I was asked to play backing fiddle parts.

Rehearsing his show was very challenging, as the format was a veritable operetic epic which was outside my area of experience. But the show was magnificent, and it inspired me and many others to persevere in the face of adversity. Check out Danny's superb CD "800 Voices" (accompanied brilliantly by John Doyle and Duncan Wickel).

10/2/08
The Journey Home: 7 planes and 14 hours' driving.
Just as I was preparing to return from Scotland I was offered a performance on the popular radio program "West Coast Live." Accepting the opportunity neccesitated landing in Charlotte, NC, flying immediately to San Francisco, and then driving to northern California. In order to help pay for the trip, Jim French of Trinity Alps Performing Arts in Weaverville, and Tom O'Hara of The Stage Door Cabaret in Mt. Shasta, were kind enough to book concerts for me on short notice.

In the end, it was the concerts, not the radio show, that proved memorable. I invited a local guitarist Kevin Andras to join me to accompany 4 selections, and he did a great job. The audience was adoring and even the newspapers stepped up to the plate with very nice articles.

...then there was the radio show...sigh. All I can say is that one could only put the bow on the string, saw away, and hope that it would turn out satisfactorily! No opportunity to tune up, a completely soup-y PA mix, a gregarious audience that clapped along (out of time!) with the music, producers running around giving instructions from the side of the stage, and a set list that was necessarily changed on the fly. Any of you hear the show?...how did it sound?

9/30/08
I am returning from Scotland with a renewed optimism about the future of the U.S., thanks to reading Barack Obama’s wonderful book, "The Audacity of Hope."

One of my prime motivations for embarking on this month-long tour was to strengthen my ties with the U.K. as a possible future home, as I have been very frustrated with the political situation in the U.S. during the past 8 years. Thanks to Obama’s book, I now see how it might be possible to heal the devastating intolerance that has ripped the country into two halves.

Now it comes down to whether or not the American voters can bring to office such a facilitator!

9/30/08
My month-long Scotland tour began with fast-and-furious rehearsals. Ashley had decided to take a break from performing, so I took on the task of connecting with as many new musicians as I could throughout Scotland.

First up to the plate was a delightful young female guitarist Anna Massie. Anna was an amazingly quick study and had no difficulty accompanying my two Fringe Festival performances with boisterous rhythmic energy. Average attendance at the Fringe shows is a reported 6 people; we apparently tripled the average by drawing 18 to both shows. I was delighted to have step dancer John Sikorski on stage with us!

Next stop, Peebles in the Scottish Borders district. My guitarist for this show was Ross Martin. Ross not only learned my material with incredible speed (he told me that one challenge he enjoys is to put his iPod on random and learn everything that comes up!), but even more importantly he contributed some of the most tantalizing and appropriate backing of any guitarist I've yet heard. Ross' supreme musicianship is not a secret: he plays regularly with Karen Casey's band and the Scottish super group Daimh. www.daimh.net

What happened next was quite charming and unexpected. I befriended a wonderful pair of Peebles residents, Arthur and Gusia, who took me under their wing of hospitality, showed me the historic sights of Traquair and Roslyn Chapel, and ultimately hosted what might arguably have been the first EVER house concert in Scotland! Thus began a friendship that is likely to last a lifetime.

The most insanely beautiful concert venue of my career was in Glasgow at the Star Folk Club. Guitarist Mike Bryan joined me in this restored, grand old church (pictured on right). The sound was spectacular as well, and Mike's very imaginative playing melded perfectly with mine in the lovely, reverberant acoustic.

I've always heard people say, "oh you've got to go to the Hebrides--it's beautiful." But until one actually gazes out across the miles of pristine, wind-blown beaches, or walks among the haunting standing stones of 5,000-year old Callinish, or hikes atop a Benbecula bluff for views of vast heather meadows extending to a rugged coast line, one couldn't possible imagine how special a place these islands are.

My concert in the microvillage of Lochmaddy on North Uist was a true community effort. The village hall was rented by local music enthusiast Lorna McLeod, who raised the North Carolina flag in my honor. Anna-Wendy Stevenson, one of Scotland's most respected masters of traditional music, brought her young local group, the "Flying Fiddles" to perform an opening set. Anna-Wendy's playing at the pub session later that night was particularly astonishing. www.annawendy.com

New venues are always fun and exciting, but I think my favorite is to return to familiar places I've played in the past. The breathtaking drive up-and-over the mountain to the idyllic village of Applecross was such a place. Judy's invitation to perform again at the Applecross Inn turned out to be one of the sweetest engagements of all, with the audience being extraordinarily attentive and appreciative. Thanks, Sean, for giving up your gig that night so we could have an opportunity to play!

To end the tour, Céol Béo offered another warm and familiar environment in the crystal-clean city of Inverness. Mike and I played our best show together there at St. Michael's church, with Mike's ultra-cool mother in attendance! Warmest thanks to Keith and Mary Scammell for their enthusiastic hospitality, and for treating me to tickets for the fabulous concert of Scotland's answer to the Flecktones, "Lau." www.lau-music.co.uk


7/31/08
The Swannanoa Gathering was brilliant and inspiring as expected. Many thanks to all the students and staff who helped to create such a great vibe! We all had a blast -- and I even got to find out what it's like to be Joe Craven for a day. (Wish I could play like him, though!)

6/1/08
I first heard Rod Weeks play his Scottish small pipes last year and was mesmerized by the lyrical, expressive music. Pipe tunes dominate my upcoming CD (currently in progress), so it seemed a natural addition to include Rod on the album. Thanks to his great work ethic (and lots of Ben Gay) Rod put down wonderful renditions of "Sound of Sleat", "The Glasgow Caithness Centenary Gathering", and my own composition "Bridge of Cally." Stay tuned for the album's release date!

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Castle Green, our concert venue in
Pasadena, CA


performing with Robin Bullock


ferry to Lopez Island


Cape Perpetua, Oregon coast


final concert with Zac Leger



school assembly in Enumclaw, WA


with Zac Leger in Oregon


Sunset at Whitney Portal, Sierra Mountains


trip to Amherst, MA to record tracks for my CD


bassist Stuart Kenney contributing overdubs on my CD, Amherst, MA


tune with brilliant Quebec fiddler Lisa Ornstein


wild dwarf Iris in Oregon


Oregon coast


unusual flower called a Chocolate Lily


working with "Magic Srings", Enumclaw school district. Note sign at back of room


soloist with the Blue Ridge Orchestra, Ron Clearfield conducting. Download: [color]  [B&W]


springtime in beautiful North Carolina


Ruby Throated Grossbeak
in front of my window!


new scores in progress for full orchestra accompaniment


feline friend and music lover




glad I wasn't on THAT bus!


Likely the most important day in
U.S. history during my lifetime:
Nov. 4, 2008


back home for awhile in beautiful North Carolina


Turrets in Edinburgh


Mr. Hulot's car!



5,000 year-old standing stones of Callanish,
Isle of Lewis


Edinburgh's West End


Mysterious church featured in the Da Vinci Code


Thanks to all our loyal fans, track 5 of our CD was voted "Best World Traditional Song" in the 2007 Independent Music Awards


Jamie masquerading as the great Joe Craven -- along with the "real" Joe and some of the wonderful kids who participated in the final concert at Swannanoa Gathering's Fiddle Week


taking five during recording session
of our new CD


with Scott Nygaard after our successful concert at Don Quixote's


a rare sight for Seattle


I was a side man for the '800 Voices' show by Danny Ellis (center) with Jack Devereaux (left)


Spaghetti dinner at Jay's recording studio


good grief, that's a concert venue?! (yes, it's the Bare Hands Gallery in Birmingham, AL)


en route to radio show in Mt. Shasta, CA


Isle of Lewis, Hebrides


With Anna-Wendy Stevenson and the Flying Fiddles, Isle of North Uist (note the North Carolina flag displayed in my honor!)


Star Folk Club, Glasgow


Heather bogs, Isle of Benbecula


River Tweed, Scottish Borders


We've tested just about every high-end mic on the market. Royer ribbon microphones are giving us the sweetest, most natural violin and mandolin sounds of any mic -- hands down! www.royerlabs.com
Recording our new CD with master piper
Rod Weeks at the David Lange Studio, Tacoma


the exactitude of engineer Jay Manneschmidt


Ashley, Jamie, Cal Scott, and Kevin Burke
after our mini-southeast tour

 


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