Not All Those Who Wander Are Lost

Austin’s Colony, Tejas (October 27, 1837)

I’m not sure but I think they’re going to hang me.

I was just wandering around the Jones’ back yard talking to visitors, doing my thing, and listening to the musicians, and then I noticed the sign…

Of course by then it was too late.

(The fiddleist, who I PROMISE was safe and functional when I left (for some value of ‘functional’ anyway — he is a musician)  is Mel Peters of Celtaire. Turn your speakers on and put on your toe-tappin’ shoes; you’ll want them. Then click the link.)

(There actually IS some historical background here. In the times before radio and telegraph, musicians were not only vital morale-boosters for troops at war, but also a critical link for communication in the field – bugle calls and the like were all based on the fact that music carries for far greater distances and with much greater clarity than spoken or shouted words. Consequently, musicians were high-priority targets for infiltrators or snipers.)

Just a quick post from Saturday evening’s edition of Kaminari Taiko’s Festival at Miller Theatre, which was a heck of a show with pretty good attendance in spite of vaguely threatening weather.

or if you like blue backgrounds, we can do that….

or there’s orange….

Or there’s REALLY orange.

Courtesy of the Big Mountain Stage Show, we have also these:

and also

Wonderful show.