Tuesday, April 01, 2008

Kicking it like Claud

Like my grandfather and a couple of my great-aunts, my great-uncle Claud was a mean fiddler. All of my memories of him include a fiddle being played.

I find it quite sad that the fiddle tradition on my dad's side of the family pretty much died out with the older family members.

In an attempt to bring it back, I had my first intro to fiddle class at the Folk School of St. Louis tonight.

I have no grand visions; I just want to be able to play a little something-something. I don't think I absolutely suck for tonight being the first time I've ever tried to play a violin. Tomorrow night, I'll start my much-needed daily practice.

If the fiddle doesn't work out, maybe I'll try the dulcimer.

8 comments:

Porkchop said...

Yay yay yay! La La La La... Do Do Do!

I'm so happy for you and your fiddlin'.

Let me know when you want me to break out the washboard and moonshine jug. (I can play both at once.)

Carrie said...

Yay! We will be the best duo on three instruments ever!

That's a 7-letter Deborah, never a Deb said...

Congratulations! IMHO, stick w/ the fiddle--it's ever so much cooler.

Carrie said...

I guess we'll have to see if I'm cool enough for the fiddle!

cj said...

yes. but can you Knit AND Fiddle?

Beth D said...

that does it! I'm gonna learn the banjo dabnabit!

Carrie said...

Heck yeah, you should take up the banjo!

If you lived here, I'd take a banjo class with you.

Gracie said...

doh! i read the other post first. okay a fiddle, a banjo, a washboard and a moonshine jug, and i will sing or play the clarinet. is that a band? and we will all live in the mixed use building together. YAY!!!!