All posts for the month July, 2009

Catch my Disease

Published July 28, 2009 by Dorothy
I like learning new things.Once I’ve learned something new,it gives me the impression that my day was not wasted,that I am indeed going forward,although I’m not quite sure towards where I’m headed yet.
I like to estimate how hard I’ve worked the past week by looking at the amount of rosin dust accumulated at the end of my fingerboard;I like the pine scent of the sticky block of rosin when I slide it along my bow.
I like the ensemble of squeaky fiddles not played quite right yet,the tunes played completely wrong and the subsequent collapses into fits of laughter.I like being not quite good in a space where it doesn’t really matter.
I like the rare times when I get it right;they are precious accomplishments,if small,and I save them like gems,the warm feeling for rainy days.

You’d understand,I didn’t want to give up on the end of the fiddle term,despite having to come from Kilkenny,which is two hours away by bus,for the lessons.

So last week I was quite confident I was going to be able to come in the morning,do a bit of shopping,go to my lesson, and then stay over at some friend’s place for the night.

After various shenanigans,the “staying at friend’s place” part of the plan didn’t work out (Too long to explain) let’s just say that we kept trying to contact each other but failed to succeed,me having no mobile phone didn’t help the situation.(have to buy a new one very soon)

After walking around in circles wheeling my one wheeled suitcase and carrying my fiddle case on my  back,I decided to go to a hostel.A jolly hostel manager greeted me and asked me what brought me to Dublin.The whole story was too long to explain and I couldn’t think of any way to explain it that didn’t make me sound like a tool, so I simply pointed at the fiddle case and said it was music related.

“Ooooh,you’re a musician! Why not do a gig at the hostel one week end?!”

Sure,I can if you really like the Kerry Polka,because it’s pretty much all I can play,I thought,but I said I couldn’t do gigs yet because I had to “Perfect my musical abilities”.

“Ah,you’re too modest” he said merrily before he handed me the room keys.

Two of five students had actually given up on fiddle,so was quite glad I had decided to come. Only three of us left.Was a nicer,but more intensive class,that was.Got a chance to chat with other two girls.Still didn’t chat a lot with Sinead, Sinead very small,very smily and very gentle but still frightens the life out of us pupils for some reason, maybe it’s the speed at which she can play reels.

After managing a reasonable set of Polkas, we said goodbye and I headed back to hostel.Spent a few hours on the internet and almost falling asleep with head on computer keoboard,went to bed.

Woke up with tiny little red dots on my arm. Dots dissapeared quickly.Forgot all about it and went on with my day.

The next morning,tiny dots had reapeared in whole new ginourmous reedition.whole arm was red,inflated and itchy;had huge boil on left cheek.Am still on anti allergy tablets and cream,but thankfully it has all gone down.

What you wouldn’t do for fiddle class!Now if that’s not dedication!

I had a msn message from the friend with whom I was supposed to stay overnight.I logged in today and saw it.He’d sent it when I wasn’t online.

The_Irishman’s_balanced_diet_iz_a_beer_in_each_hand said:

Buy yourself a new phone you eejit 🙂

Maybe it’s all down to that.

Catch my disease,a cool song by Aussie guy Ben Lee.

Have a nice day!





Across the Universe

Published July 20, 2009 by Dorothy
I fell asleep last night and I was there again.
Anytime I dream or think about Australia, it tends to be a week en in Victoria.This time was no exception.
It was all very clear;I was sitting in the Royal,listening to buzzing conversations and watching Dennis Walter’s local news about Sunraysia football league and the water situation.Then I was in the ute and I  could feel the blazing hot wind and the sleepiness of a long drive through the arid bushland.I could hear the exploding noise of shotguns at claybird shooting,and the crackly sound of cool cans of Couguar zero, VB and UDL being opened by merry guests on the barbie boat .I could feel the cool,mouth fiering but mind soothing vodka and lime cocktails drank in the backyard while cooking barbecue.I could smell the damp,fishy smell of the special pond full of yabbies in Dangalli.I could hear old fashioned country songs playing in the background and uncle Phil cracking jokes, and the guests increasingly sleepy laughs, as the sun retired in an explosion of colors,and the night unfolded its dark veil embroidered with millions of stars.
I woke up in grassy fields,I saw out of a window more shade of green that I thought existed before I came to Ireland.I listened to a hornpipe,notes swiftly bouncing in the air,I picked up my fiddle and played notes and laced them together into a jig.
Now,sometimes,I’d really like to be able to live in two places at the same time.

here’s  across the universe,one of my fave songs…

Stay tuned!


Hello Goodbye

Published July 19, 2009 by Dorothy

For a few reasons, I had to leave my job in Dublin two weeks early,ahd to leave the baby Beatles…and so that means I’m back to where it all started, staying in aul’ Firoda with Little Fairy,Little Elf, mammy, daddy and the new supernanny who is nice and comes fom Italy.Iz great.Was missing them.

But, have decided am still going to go back to Dublin for fiddle lessons because

a) Don’t want to dissapear on Sinead 🙂

b) Am impatient to learn Slip Jigs and Reels

c) Fiddle lesson is the only place where I can play awful and do shite for two hours, and still get out feeling like I’m the musician of the century.All thanks to Sinead’s clever way to cricticise our performances “Yeah, the beginning was a bit funny and the end not so good,and the middle not exactly right yet, but overall, you’re all awesome, I’ve never heard a class play so well,that was wonderful,well done!”

Other news of the week

Had news from two of my three BFFs.Me and BFFs met in Australia,and now I live in Ireland, Marguerite in Korea,and Jennifer in Slovaquia.Still,even though we’re far apart,it just feels good to know they exist somewhere in the world.So am seeing BFF Marguerite this summer as we should both be in France at the same time for more than a week, ad this is an event about as rare as solar eclipses.If Jennifer can be there it would be just great! (but realistic probability of us three being on the same continent at the same time:about the same as winning tattslotto, one in several millions).

Had also occasion to talk to uncle Phil, our Aussie uncle,on the phone.Was three in the morning on a saturday night, and so was half asleep (coming back from clubbing) but still was very good to talk to him.Missing Australia loads.Loving Ireland,though.Dunno.

We’re going to west Cork with fellow nanny Do and her host family.They have a new three month old little Thumbelina baby I can’t wait to meet!!And I’m hoping to get some Irish dancing tips from six years old and four years old girls before I start in September. (Girls had already given me a crash lesson last year and I was quite hopeless at it but never mind.I’m made for Irish dancing, I mean,look at me, I have those ringlets naturally, I don’t even need to wear a wig like all these girls 😆 )

Anyway! Hello Goodbye by the Beatles!

Have a nice day 🙂


Spectacular Spectacular…

Published July 3, 2009 by Dorothy

…was the fiddle ensemble at our first group lesson today.Haha!

the teacher

Is very pleasant.

Read teacher’s biography on  myspace a few days before I started.Has been playing fiddle since before she could walk,has a PHDZXY in musicology,has played for the Queen of England the Marajah of Somethingland and still has patience for us bunch of eejit who can’t play A and G in a row because it’s too hard with the fingers.Very nice.Not at all as scary as her biography.Am liking her.

The pupils

All seem quite nice and were all just as terrified as I was.Am not the only one who’s fingers are shaking on the fingerboard!Only one guy there.All seemed quite good at fiddle, though, and they had no sellotape cheats on their fingerboard like I did:)  at least not until the end of the lesson.

the lesson

At the beginning,teacher had to tune all the fiddles so not much was going on.Was trying to chat us up but everyone was too terrified to respond in other ways than mutters and clattering teeth and borborygms.Communication didn’t get much better between teacher and pupils despite teacher’s claims that she did not intend to bite any of us.Am really going to make a conversation effort next time.

Have learned how not to play my D’s flat, and that’s all because of the position of my thumb 🙂 am pretty happy with that,and am doing lots of practice!Really looking forward to lessons now,and learning my first reel!

Overall,a lot of screechy sounds and discreet winces from Sinead “Hem,yeah,almost there!Well done!”

haha awesome fun!

Here’s the Spectacular Spectacular song from the Musical Moulin Rouge.Janey,haven’t seen that film in ages,makes me feel so nostalgic.Anyway.

Stay tuned!

M xx

%d bloggers like this: