tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28445035.post881034833484226672..comments2023-10-24T09:18:28.147-06:00Comments on Mountain Musings -- Dipping My Toes Into The Blogosphere: Shuffle and RepeatIamMBBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12721173584581112958noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28445035.post-54638446812272092922011-03-14T10:37:21.651-06:002011-03-14T10:37:21.651-06:00a handful of years ago i was sitting at a concert ...a handful of years ago i was sitting at a concert and happened to be seated next to a pleasant older gentleman and we were talking about trombone choirs and all manner of concert varieties and the lives of musicians and he mentioned a niece of his who had been working in relative obscurity, but had recently had some popularity with one of her songs, and he remarked on how a thing like that changes a person's life and she was unsure of how things were going to be for her.<br /><br />he said he hadn't heard the new songs, but that she had a nice voice and most of her songs were pretty good. this one had something to do with a cherry tree? and a black horse?<br /><br />he seemed surprised when i said i thought i knew which song he meant, and even more surprised when i could name his niece.<br /><br />it was a fun moment.flaskhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02926786246931651655noreply@blogger.com