Dispatches from the road from our wayfaring travelers.
Monday morning we left for Helsinki. Workshops were set up for fiddle, mandolin banjo and guitar at a Finnish folk music school. The turnout was great we all taught the respective groups the same songs and got together for “2nd half” with everyone knowing the same as everyone else. A beautiful culmination to a week like no other. Tuesday morning Colby, Mark and I packed our bags to head home.
I was honored to be part of this group. I’ve had the pleasure of playing with and knowing Paul, Mark and Colby in some capacity in my 7 years in Chicago. Perhaps I’m stating the obvious but I feel I know and understand and respect each of them much more deeply now.
All of us who work at The Old Town School do so because of a passion for music, a passion to teach, to pass along our experiences that make us each unique but when the daily routines our lives impart upon us it is easy to overlook just how good and passionate and committed our fellow teachers and friends really are. The cultural exchange in and of itself is educational and rewarding butI learned more from listening to and watching my three comrades this past week than I ever thought possible….for that I am grateful.