I can remember standing next to a tourist who walked into John Kelly's pub. 'The Four Seaasons', in Dublin with an enormous bodhran with large jangly bits projecting from it.
The barman leaned over the bar and whispered in a loud stage-whisper, "the only way you'll get to play that i here is with a sharp knife".
Seamus Ennis was known to froth at the mouth at the sight of them
Jim Carroll