Several years ago I traded a PVC Irish flute for a $100 mandolin. I think I got the better trade.
I brought my mandolin to the jam for a while but took a fiddle class and felt guilty if I didn't bring my fiddle to the jam because the fiddle teacher was at the jam. So for years I brought my fiddle to the jam. I'm terrible at it but it's fun so I don't really care that I'm terrible and neither do they.
Recently my fiddle exploded so I brought my mandolin that's been sitting in a corner being used only to scare my parrot into leaving me alone (quit bugging me or else I'll go get the mandolin!). It was a lot of fun so I keep on bringing it to the jam. I just play the melody like I've learned all these years. I don't know any chords. Sometimes the pick doesn't seem to work right. I glare at it but it doesn't obey. Anyway, people suddenly keep saying stuff like they're surprised I can actually play music. With how badly I play the fiddle, I'm not surprised. I played alone in front of them all at a gig the other day and people came up later and complimented me. I've been asked which I like better: mandolin or fiddle, kind of like a subtle hint to bring the mandolin again. Recently they needed someone to come to a gig that's coming up and I said I could make it and people actually expressed gratitude and happiness I'd be there.
Long story short, I guess I'm a mandolin player. I guess I should practice or learn how to play it or something.
I know one of the guys at my jam comes here. He's got a sticker on his case. Maybe he'll recognize me.
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