The third kind is the splumper. I am definitely a splumper. Played banjo with a Scots bagpiper at a luau, fiddled for a squaredance in a hot air balloon, and played banjo accompanied by a rhythm section of scantly clad logger ladies weilding running chain saws for a chamber of commerce breakfast. (Didn't stare - didn't dare.) Selective eclecticism = eclectic selectivity. Perhaps what is here is a sort of dialectical musicalism. Splumpers RULE.