This week I’m at the Swannanoa Gathering near Asheville, NC. It’s my third year. Year one, I volunteered, and took some great classes. Year two, I just showed up for the late night jams. Year three, this year, I was gifted a full package of classes, food and lodging. Each year, the experience gets even richer.
Today is Wednesday. The atmosphere here is heaven for musicians. Walking through the halls you hear whistles, guitars, fiddles, etc playing tunes older than anyone here.
At night, moving through the campus, the sound of cicadas, crickets, irish and scottish sessions float in the damp air. I’d like to get my recorder out, and just walk through the campus one evening, and record the sounds as they move in and out of focus while strolling down the road.
More to come…
Asheville Mandolin 