So....what did I do last night?

Take three guesses. You'll probably never guess where I was sitting last night, right next to my Dad....in full Scottish garb (him...not I).

Dad treated me to a concert/performance of the Black Watch and the Band of the Welsh Guards. (Lanna.....you probably would have loved it.) That's right....hundreds or thousands of people packed into a stadium to hear bagpipes in harmony, to witness the exquisite pagentry of costume of the whole troope. All that, plus I was able to meet some of the drumsmen in the lobby, as well as purchase their latest debuted CD.

You feel like one big family when you are approached by strangers of all kinds from the time you walk into the door, asking you "Excuse me....what clan are you from?" It's like all other cultural and social boundaries are temporarily thrown out the window....the gathering of everyone with this one trait in common to hear the sounds that we love so dearly performed live....now that's a great evening.

(Dad...thanks so much for this wonderful show. It took my mind off of the craziness which currently surrounds me, and it allowed me to break away into a historical, fantastical, and timeless environment which was like cool water on a scorching day.)

Here is the "drum solo," though it's a bit difficult to see.
Was named, "Pogo's Tribute" as a memorial to a former member of their battalion who was killed in the line of duty in Iraq last year.




And here we are with two of the drumsmen.













And below, two photos of one of the Highland dancers preparing for and performing the Scottish Sword Dance. (Yes....real mean wear kilts. And yes, real men also dance.)

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