past, present and future

Ever come across a box of old photos and get lost in time for an hour or two? That happened to me last week, as I found not only the photo I posted last week, but all sorts of memorabilia and this photo, taken by master photographer Gary Mester, intended for a future Christmas recording. A little reminiscing was in order. Here are a few of my more memorable experiences as a harpist, not in any particular order:

• a stunning cocktail party in Potawatomi Greenhouse in South Bend in the spring, the sunset gleaming through the glass, amazing acoustics, little white lights everywhere, delicious appetizers.
• an outdoor July wedding at the Asticou Inn in Northeast Harbor, Maine, in a postcard-worthy setting overlooking Northeast Harbor. It just could not have been a more gorgeous day--temperature in the 70's, completely blue sky, a gentle breeze, and behind the bride and groom, that picturesque harbor. I played harp for the prelude, alto recorder for the processional, harp for the rest of the ceremony, and cocktail piano for the reception--my version of being jack-of-all-trades!
• an amazing evening at Century Center in South Bend, at a wedding reception that was nothing short of spectacular. Again, those little white lights all over (I guess I have a weakness for anything that sparkles--click here!), and fireworks over the St. Joseph River.
• a South Bend Symphony Orchestra Pops! concert, with guest artist saxophonist Danny Lerman. The harp part was well written and just fun, with a neat little solo for the harpist in one of the pieces.

Maybe the most memorable event would have been the one that almost happened. I was contacted by a couple in Bar Harbor, Maine, to play for their wedding. It was to take place on a private island in Frenchman Bay, and I was to load the harp onto a lobster boat, along with the guests, and then the harp was to be carried by the groomsmen to the wedding site, the highest point on the island (there were no paved roads for using the harp cart). Ultimately, the couple decided to have a guitar-playing friend provide their music, and since I had already started worrying about rough seas and careless groomsmen, I was relieved.

Thanks for walking down Memory Lane with me!

I hope to finish that aforementioned Christmas recording next year. For more past, present and future musings, stay tuned....