This morning I got up early (for me) and headed northwest an hour and a half to Goshen, where there’s an enclosed farmers market hosting Old Time jams second and fourth Saturdays.
Old Time isn’t my forte — mostly I tend to Celtic, classical, and some other stuff. And I’ve been to some Old Time jams where they seem to think it should feel Old and take a lot of Time going nowhere.
This one, on the other hand, was great fun.
There were two fiddles, two banjos (the kind that aren’t hurt-your-ears loud), two basses (one a washtub), two mandolins, a guitar, resonator mountain dulcimer (dulcibro), and two hammered dulcimers. A nice medium-sized group, good balance of instruments. And amazingly enough we were all reasonably in tune.
We played (not in any particular order, and I’m sure not a complete list):
Whiskey Before Breakfast
Old Joe Clark
Si Bheag Si Mhor
Fly Around My Pretty Little Miss
John Short’s Tune
It took up five hours of my Saturday, what with travel and all, so it’s not something I’ll be doing twice a month, but it was well worth it today and I’m sure I’ll go back sometimes.
I also got to talk to a few folks about the dulcimer and exchanged info with the other player there. She told me about a music store that sells dulcimers and has a first and third Saturday jam, another twenty minutes away; probably the closest place to rent or buy a dulcimer, which is good info to have for potential students. I’ll have to go out to that jam sometime and see the store.
I am hoping, through things like this and through playing out wherever else I can, to make contact with the other area players, so as to get some students and maybe get a dulcimer jam going — I am especially hoping to find other folks closer to home.