Plain in the city

A plain Quaker folk singer with a Juris Doctorate in his back pocket, salt in his blood, and a set of currach oars in the closet, Ulleann Pipes under his arm, guitar on his back, Anglo Irish baggage, wandering through New York City ... in constant amaze. Statement of Faithfulness. As a member of the Quaker Bloggers Ad Hoc Committee I affirm that I will be faithful to the Book of Discipline of my Meeting 15th Street Monthly Meeting of the Religious Society of Friends.

Sunday, May 29, 2005

Small Miracle

Well maybe a big miracle...

Tonight the band Sorcha Dorcha rose from the ashes, at the Lower East Side Festival, prime time on the big stage... packed house...

Abel Aberan, never heard Irish music before, we have played all told, maybe six times... taught him my guitar tuning... and he was great, Israel to Ireland in six trys, Tel Aviv to Tralee...

Kelly Wallace Barnhill, had never seen a bodhran before a week or so ago, had maybe four lessons... never said a word of Gaelic before these six or seven sessions together... and there she was, a fellow from Cork could not believe she had been playing Irish music about a week... and there she was singing in Gaelic...

We had a great reception and listening to the tape... they really did me proud ... a real miracle.... thanks to all, even that fellow who I have been a little down on these days, who speaks to us in that still small voice. : )

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