I once had a pint with a guy who had for years played baritone sax in a céilí band!

The point, of course, is that the "tradition" makes up its own mind, in the long run. Some of us make it more difficult by playing/singing in ways that seem to grate at the edges of what is currently recognised as part of the tradition while others instinctively stretch the boundaries into new and rewarding musical areas.

A few years ago I was driving along the main Dublin to Galway road near Ballinasloe when I was flagged down by one of two men who were stopping all traffic. Turned out a duck was leading her family of very tiny ducklings across the road (there was a little stream with good cover on that side!). There were a good dozen ducklings and , all huddled together, they looked like one weird organism flowing across the road. Some would shoot ahead, others drop behind, some shoot off to one side etc. - but they all got across the road eventually. A "tradition" is a bit like that!

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