Here I am again.......we have one banjo player that STOMPS his foot. Remember, this is the group that:
the Mandolin player is on her back on the floor,
the Guitar player is windmilling his right arm,
I stick my tongue out,
the Other Banjo player goes Cross-eyed/StoneFaced,
the WashTub bass player (80+ and large) does the CootchieCootchie,
the Whistle player puts both elbows on his knees and stares at the floor,
and quite often the Other Fiddler and I do aerobics--such as on the Chorus of Golden Slippers--the "Oh, dem"part, she does a deep knee bend on the first "Oh" and I do one on the 2nd "Oh". I told you we are a wacky group.

But, you should all be pleased to know that we made it through the funeral today without doing anything inappropriate at all, even though it was sooooooo HARD not to just break into Pete's favorite 2 step after the Amazing Grace thing........(but we behaved....and laughted later at how Pete would have hated such schmaltz)At least they let us play at the back of the hall instead of having to traipse up the center aisle.