Caught in Music's Snare

My son went to the organizational meeting of a new junior fife and drum corps tonight. He already has the requisite colonial-length hair, so I figure he's halfway there. This is the type of group that plays at musters, Revolutionary War reenactments, and parades.

Listening to the team managers talk about the tradition of this kind of music--it's really folk music--I was really reminded again how lucky I am to be here, and how lucky my son is to have a chance to take part in a tradition that goes back hundreds of years. They compared it to bluegrass, something that's passed down through the generations.

I know the whole point of this blog is to talk all things SFNE, but really--when was the last time you saw a fife-and-drum jam session in Oregon or Arizona?