Bluegrass Jam!! ♫♫
That's what they call it, anyway. We don't do wild shit like takes rounds of solos between verses, because these are church-going folks who don't actually know how to jam. It's really more of a low-key acoustic singalong. To be honest, I was wondering why they'd even think I'd be interested, but they've been rather diligent about reminding me (first Sunday of the month) and making sure I'm coming. It finally occurred to me that maybe I'm not there to get something out of it, but to raise the level of musicianship. They all think I'm a pro because I play in bands and stuff, and I always forget that. It's okay, but I'd rather be home taking a nap. Sunday afternoon is nap time, and has been for many years. But this is music, probably the only thing that could take priority over nap time.
Anyway, clockwise: Shirley (autoharp), Rives (guitar), Michael (fiddle), Orbert (Melodica), Steve (ukelele), Jack (guitar).