A little while ago a new Irish dance started up on Tuesday nights at a pub called St. Stephen's Green, in Los Altos. I decided to go tonight, play some banjo, and see who dances there. When I arrived, though, I found that the pub had been closed with virtually no notice, at least for the dancers, who were all outside dancing in a small, nearby plaza. So they're looking for a new venue now, which is kind of sad. But we got to play tunes and dance outside for a while, so that was okay for tonight at least.
I didn't know any of the musicians, but it was an interesting group. Aside from me, there was a guitar/vocalist, a pennywhistle, an electric bass, and a marimba. Yeah. Didn't hear much out of the latter two, though. When I showed up with a banjo, the whistle player decided he needed a break, so the guitarist told me to pick three jigs and had me totally carry the whole first set, without even a warm up. Very trusting of him, but it worked out alright. We did a few more sets and some waltzes after that, but it didn't go too late.
Bob and I convinced three new people there to come to the contra dance this Saturday, so that's very good. I'm going to try and get a whole Stanford contingent to show up this week. For reals, this time.