Many years ago an old friend of mine, Luke Faust, left his banjo sitting on the windowsill of his apartment with the window open. The next morning when he woke up, it had rained and the banjo had gotten wet. It had gone into a really weird tuning, and Luke picked it up and started playing it. It was a great tuning that as far as we knew, no one had ever tried. It worked perfectly for the song he was playing, and he kept the tuning for that song. A fortuitous mistake.

Jerry