There are protocols in any field and when you’ve been spending enough time in the zone you tend to know how to communicate instinctively with others who do what you do. I’ve been spending a bit of time learning about jobs outside of music, researching, learning what counts as transferable skills, how to be effective, blah, so on. Job hunting is new to me; gig hunting isn’t. STILL….this is, well….different. ‘N…ahh tell ya why.
I’ve heard this location boasted as the being the music hub of the country. That gets me reeeeeeealy interested. As a music junkie I want to be a part of the trip MAN! Thing is if they’re playing trad I’m the quiet man. I try to respect some polite rules of a session : if there’s already a guitar playing don’t play. One guitar is good enough and is going to do his/her own harmonic thang with the melody. O yea and uh….the melodies. If you don’t know it’s best to lay low. I’d hear the fiddle or concertina start a zesty, liliting diatonic melody going a good 32 bars acappella. Ok fine. Then the mandolin starts accompaning note for note at bare 33. Nice (I have no idea how the song goes btw). I ask the mandolin player how long it took him to learn it. He said ….”aaah I got in about 32 bars tonight; never heard it before”…..That’s how the gangsters do it here. I went home shocked and slightly in pain. The pint helped.