Not by any stretch of the imagination. But like everything in life, I guess it's all relative to the circumstances. We played some old standards for the senior lunch crowd at the Renton Activity Center yesterday, an appreciative and undemanding audience.
Four ukuleles, a piano, a box drum and one excellent banjo/guitar player from Seattle Banjo and Friends. And one reluctant lead singer. Having a microphone pushed in front of my face was certainly a new experience. Don't worry, it's not going to my head! I greatly prefer backup. But the few Ukes who actually can sing well weren't there, so that explains that.
But I was proud of keeping up with most of the songs, even ones I've never played before like "Way Back Home in Indiana." (Which unfortunately now reminds me of the VP.)
The best part was Christopher, the banjo player who leads the group, tells corny jokes, and actually counts off the songs. What a difference that simple thing makes. I felt almost like a professional.
If you aren't familiar with the area, the Renton Activity Center is about 15 miles from here, at the south end of Lake Washington. It's a very nice facility, much bigger than our West Seattle Senior Center. The Cedar River runs through the city of Renton and right past the Center. In the summer, it most be lovely to step outside and sit by the water.
The only other news here is boring, drenching rain-- through at least Monday. Compared to last week it is quite warm, almost 50. We are soggy beyond belief.
The Cedar River, Renton
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