It’s getting a little rough – sessions every night until 2 and classes every morning at 10. Last night there was a tremendous session in Roarty’s which wasn’t very crowded. When singers sang people actually stayed quiet! Margaret and Derek led the session with guitars and fiddle and others joined in. A woman played the harp and sang a haunting version of “Fields of Gold”, not exactly traditional material but beautiful all the same. And of course Salvatore was in fine fettle. How did we ever keep the tradition alive before Italians and Poles came along?
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