"OK, thanks ..."

[left-of-center2012]

[sakabatou]

1. I don't get it

[yonder]

2. Been there.

We played a St. Patricks Day gig at the local Shriners hall once. They assured us they had a decent PA and would take care of the sound. They didn't.

It was bad enough that the five of us were forced to huddle under one inadequate microphone hanging from the ceiling and no monitors, but after opening with a few sets of our usual hot reels and jigs, they started asking for the typical Danny Boy/Irish Eyes are Smiling/Cockles and Mussels ilk. Uh Oh. We dug deep, pulled out Whiskey in the Jar. That quieted them up till we played a hornpipe set and a few more reels. They got louder and louder. As I remember, we gave them a dose of Miss Fogerty's Christmas Cake and took a break. A short while later, their contact guy came over and said we weren't playing real Irish music and asked us to box it up. Oh well but they did pay up.

Unknown to them, those poor old gomers did hear some real Irish tunes.