The voice, like the rest of our body, needs time to wake up. Mine woke up around 10 a.m. last Saturday which would have been alright except for the fact that I started singing at 9 a.m. It went well though. I just had to coax it out a bit more than usual. Two hours of singing without Peg or Tim to help fill in the spaces is a bit daunting at any hour but from 9 to 11 on a Saturday morning, it was good experience. I was pleased to have enough songs that I could share and I only repeated two, Tom & Huck and Banks of the Ponchetrain. Jim's drums added a lot and he did his usual great job on the sound system. Carol snapped this shot during a happy song. She met us at Ha
milton and after the set, we said hello to a few of the market vendors then loaded up for the GOH to the Dublin Irish Festival.At the festival, my first objective was to see Niamh Parsons. There are never enough "chick" singers at these events, mostly bar bands and high energy entertainers. I'm a ballad singer and I love to watch a good ballad singer live. Niamh did not disappoint. Although I have to admit that I was a just a tad bit envious. She has a guitarist and she only has to sing. Sounds like a luxury that I could get used to! (It's Monday and my fingertips have just stopped hurting from the two hours of guitar playing in Hamilton)
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