I definitely met Harriet for some tunes when I got back. We've been trading and exchanges music and ideas. She's been helping me with my harp technique, which is quite home-grown.
Harriet is really generous of her time, house and food. Her harp technique is unbelievably good. Very quick and virtuosic. She learns things extremely quickly as well. She does a ton of gigs, mostly on the road. She has decided to stick around Aber a bit more as she's getting tired of traveling. She was doing a gig on the weekend with this fellow from Basque. Slightly worrying as he may have been a terrorist! Makes for a good story for sure. (Fortunately, I heard it all worked out just fine...)
I can't remember if I mentioned Harriet has two CDs but if I haven't, I should. The one CD is more traditional Celtic and the other has a more modern bent to it. I think the link here is the more modern of the two. All you harpers back Canada (all you thousands...) should be buying these CDs.
One of the evenings, I ran into this youth christian group down on the promenade. There's a bandstand there and they were setting up to play some christian rock. I stood around for a bit, just seeing if they'd start playing but they didn't.
I can't stand most christian rock. Most of it is badly written.
Usually the lyrics are unpoetic, unsubtle, uninspired and soooo boring. You'd think their writing would be a little more awe-inspiring. I suppose they lack the gift of metaphor... but I'm digressing.
They had these nice homemade pamphlets explaining their mission. They obviously put a lot of work into it. One of girls approached me and said, "Take it. This will tell you all about Jesus." I couldn't resist as I handed it back to her, "Thank you, I already know that story."
There's something about this particular type of christian fundamentalist, that I find quite frightening. It's in part to do with the zombie like stare which has, lying just behind it, a strange bent towards extreme violence. This type of person is not only a bore, but also dangerous.
This is the type that enjoys a good book burning or worse, a good witch burning.
Needless to say, I didn't stay for the gig.
Next, some Irish dancing in the Cwps...