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One step for aching, two steps for breaking...

It's been a busy weekend. Played a gig on Saturday night along with stowaway_geek, Jane, and Melissa. Went fairly well overall, though I wasn't particularly satisfied with my performance.

Sunday involved my sleeping way too late, then eventually checking voice mail to discover that a jam session was occurring in Lansdowne. Drove there, played for a bit with playfulfordian, stowaway_geek, and chlomar, before heading off to a lesson where Lissa Schneckenberger taught us how to play better. After that, there was dinner and a house concert. The concert was where I discovered "Waltzing's for Dreamers", which has immediately gone on my list of all-time favorite songs. I seem to have a fondness for sad/depressing songs (see: Carrickfergus, which remains my favorite favorite folk tune ever).

And I came to a realization during the day: I doubt that I'll become really good at fiddle; for that matter, I'd settle for reaching the quality of play of those around me right now, or even the level of "not embarassing myself in front of other people". But it really doesn't matter that much. As long as I have the ability to just listen to and enjoy the music, I'll be OK. This doesn't mean that I don't want to improve, but if where I am right now is the best I'll become, I can deal with that.

...waltzing's for dreamers, and losers in love...