...Once, at a singing party in New York, we arrived late, and everybody was singing, playing banjos, fiddles, guitars. Joe Heany spotted us, and leapt up, shouting out(and it was one of the best compliments I ever had), "Hey! Jean's here- now we can get down to the GOOD music!" And he proceeded to shush the instruments and lead off the unaccompanied part of the evening with a slow, impassioned Gaelic ballad. After that, we all took turns, and it was a good halfhour before we took up instruments again. Every party needs that kind of a breather... Jean