Sore sore sore muscles. I followed the pain and suffering from the half marathon I did today with an ice-bath chaser, which I guess is supposed to help. Pain! Suffering! All of this sarcasm is a facade, though. I'm extremely proud of myself, which is why, as I play this fiddle tune for you, I'm actually wearing the medal they gave out at the race. It's the only medal I have ever earned ever. Ever. So I'm going to weariteverysingledaydammit!
This is a reel that came to me via a list that an uilleann piper and all around cool dude named Mark gave me. He plays in a set of three reels, and I already knew the other two, so I figured I learn this one. It's a popular tune, common at sessions and it's been recorded lots and lots of times. The melody is beautiful. But it presents a problem for guitarists sometimes when they want to play chords behind it. Some players hear the first part in A dorian/mixolydian while others hear it in D. I think the ambiguity is what helps make this tune really lovely.
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