It sounds as if it was abso-bloody-lutely wonderful, and I wish I could have made it. Alas, as it clashed with the end of my holiday with mum (and I couldn't have afforded it anyway...), I was unable to be there except in spirit.
Thank you for organising it -- yes, I know a lot of other people helped to make it a wonderful weekend, but you were the instigator and person who found(ed) it, and as we said "it's all Annie's fault
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I couldn't figure out why I couldn't clue into "Drops of Brandy" in 9/8 until Tim pointed out that I was trying to play from the music for "Buttered Peas" in 2/4. No wonder it sounded odd!!!!
And I'm VERY glad we didn't kill you in the ceilidh! I did wonder for a moment, but then decided that the people surrounding you would be a tad more proactive if there was anything wrong...
*g* I do know enough to pace myself. The first set I'm ready to collapse by the end, and generally lie down most of the second set. Then I do the next and lie down for a few minutes, and sit out the next. The one after I can usually then just sit to recover, and by the end of the evening I'll dance several in a row.
It's always been like that, even when I was younger and (a lot) fitter and thinner, it takes time for my system to realise that it actually has to expend more energy than usual. If I could get to a ceilidh every week it might work better (and might get some weight down, that's a form of exercise I don't find boring).
I'm wondering what the reaction might be to a short ceilidh like that at a major (non-relaxacon) UK filkcon. Not the whole evening like some other cons, just an hour or so, and possibly with a varying band so more people can play. I'd rather like it. (Not that I'm thinking of running a filkcon. You've heard official denials before *g*...)
You've done yourself proud, for however much help other people gave (and that is important, and necessary, and cherished, don't get me wrong), it wouldn't have happened without you. Without your idea, without your knowing the place, without your impetus and energy to plant, and nourish the seed to it's growth.
It was a super weekend, just the right balance of everything (well, maybe the food was a bit *over* balanced *g*) Thanks for organising it Annie.
The fact that the weather was a bit damp didn't really affect us too much and I don't think I've ever cried through as many songs as I did this weekend. It had everything that a con needed (incl the fire alarm), I haven't enjoyed a con that well for some time and the light programming was perfect for letting us sit around and veg out when we wanted to.
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And I'm VERY glad we didn't kill you in the ceilidh! I did wonder for a moment, but then decided that the people surrounding you would be a tad more proactive if there was anything wrong...
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It's always been like that, even when I was younger and (a lot) fitter and thinner, it takes time for my system to realise that it actually has to expend more energy than usual. If I could get to a ceilidh every week it might work better (and might get some weight down, that's a form of exercise I don't find boring).
I'm wondering what the reaction might be to a short ceilidh like that at a major (non-relaxacon) UK filkcon. Not the whole evening like some other cons, just an hour or so, and possibly with a varying band so more people can play. I'd rather like it. (Not that I'm thinking of running a filkcon. You've heard official denials before *g*...)
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Thank you.
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Thanks for sharing, Annie, and I'm glad it all went so well. =:o}
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The fact that the weather was a bit damp didn't really affect us too much and I don't think I've ever cried through as many songs as I did this weekend. It had everything that a con needed (incl the fire alarm), I haven't enjoyed a con that well for some time and the light programming was perfect for letting us sit around and veg out when we wanted to.
Again, Thanks and hugs
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