The Morning after the Night Before

Farewell to Irelan...

Mom and Dad came home really late last night! (Mom here, it wasn't that late, about midnight, we've been out much later on St Patrick's night before!). Well, it seemed really late to me cause I was all alone ALL night! Then when they did come home, they didn't want to play with me or anything. They complained of being tired and wanting to go to bed. I heard Mom tell Dad "Why do we do this every year, its always a bunch of noisey drunks who aren't listening to us anyway?". But Dad said "But I had several people come up to me and say how much they enjoyed the music". This made mom be quiet, and she said "Well, there was the guy who asked me if we had a CD, that made me feel pretty good".

I'm not sure I understand, they worked so hard all week getting ready, were real excited when they left, but came home tired and not that happy. Then they got up really late this morning, feeling a little groggy, and STILL NOT WANTING TO PLAY WITH ME! But they were feeling better. I sat on Mom's lap a bit while she helped me blog, she liked that. She had a customer take a few pictures. But no recording, as the pub was WAY too noisey. But she has some archieve music, the one above is her and a guitar friend at the same pub last christmas.

This is a nice picture of the whole band. Dad is all the way to the left, then Mom, then their good friends Steve and Bruce. Last night they called themselves Greenstone, a name they picked years ago when they first started playing together, but don't use too often anymore. Dad originally hated it, cause he said "There are no green stones in Ireland!" But then they went back to Ireland, and guess what? Connemara Marble is GREEN! Mom bought a broach that she sometimes wears when the play, and teases Dad.

This is a nice picture of Dad, Mom and Steve. They've been great friends for about 10 years now, playing music together. Steve is a good fiddle player, and an excellent DADGAD (what is that?) guitar player. Mom tells me that is a type of Irish tuning for the guitar. The paper on the floor is their set list, and it has my smell on it! As does the box on the other side of Dad (the one with the knobs and things).

Here is another picture of all of them. I like this picture because you can really see Mom's feet move. She moves a lot when she plays, it is really fun to watch.

This picture shows Mom being bossy, which she tends to be, and directing the group. She also usually is the mouth peice. She says someone needs to do it!