A couple of friends, singing at a hoot. I usually don't post photos of people, but I don't have any others from Saturday. It's really not fair to take pictures of people while they're singing. Usually, they have their mouths wide open.
On Saturday night we drove down to Anaheim Hills to sing swan songs to some Songmakers friends who are moving away for at least a year. It was a great evening. Started with a potluck and conversations at 6:00 and moved into music at 8:00.
It being the last one hosted at this home by these people for a long time, and maybe indefinitely (our hostess was very enthusiastic about the reception they've received so far in their new community in Washington State), there were lots of emotional songs interspersed with the usual stuff. Hydra sang Tom Paxton's "Thank You for the Honor of Your Company" and I did "The Dalai Lama's Candle," an Eric Bogle song that for me is about staying connected to our past and to each other. Hydra also did his rousing Russian-accented version of "Those Were the Days," which got everyone clapping, and a few people dancing. And I did "Teenager In Love," which is silly and is a great sing-along.
So it wasn't all intensely serious adios material, see.
We've been members of this acoustic music club, the people we also go camping with several times a year, for ten years now. It's amazing to get together with a bunch of talented people who will forgive you for hitting a wrong note now and then. I'm in it for the chance to harmonize, and for the hugs upon coming and going!
What with taking a break from the music a little later than usual, and the two-hour drive, and our inevitable inability to just go straight to bed after a night like that, we didn't get to bed 'til 3 am Sunday morning.
As you may or may not know, Hydra usually rises around 3:15 and I get up around 3:50. Big, fun night. We slept till (gasp!) 8 o'clock Sunday morning!
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