Making Music in a Backyard in the Soft Dusk
Last night was magical. After more than a three-month stoppage, my musical friends and I came together for the first of many outdoor music jams, in soft dusk as the light faded in our small village.
There are many things that I’ve missed over these many weeks of pandemic living, but none has been so noticeable as my weekly Wednesday music night.
If I am in town, I never miss this
chance to meet up with my buddies and play music.
But who can gather in a group and sing–the worst thing you can do to spread germs? We finally coalesced around a new idea, bring the jam outside, and keep it simple and acoustic. Voila.
The things we lacked we made up for in Joie de vivre, we were like young cows finally let out of the barn after a long winter, kicking up our heels in glee.
There was just a little bit of amp, no charts to read the notes or lyrics, and some simple tunes that most of us all knew by heart. The new songs we might be thinking of tackling would have to wait until we got back into the studio. For now, it was just going around the circle, sharing the solos, and sipping on some fine 291 Whiskey from Colorado that I brought over.
The view from Rich’s backyard is enchanting. The sun shines brightly on the hillside, and gently, it closes off the light and fades away.
It was all the exact right time and right place, and for that short instant, all was right with the world. I can’t wait until next week!