Warms the heart, doesn't it ? I was completely floored when my cousins and their friends, some fifteen years my junior, arrived in my kitchen one evening about five years ago, repleat with guitars, tin whistles and fiddles. I had no idea. They wanted to play... and could they play... and sing. Lord, liftin, dyin, could they !!! Songs that I had been singing and playing since I was a boy and had forgotten because of the lack of general interest and the fact that I had nobody to play with were once again revived. And the movement toward incorporating a more varied musical interest seems to pervade on radio, TV, the net, and live entertainment.

You might disdain disco and rap and the like, but I think that crap (it's not all crap, but the tendancy is there) might be doing some good... some of the youths are rejecting it and getting back to their roots. Don't get me wrong. I am as progressive as it comes, musically, but roots are roots.