Nope, Jed. Heather's sister showed up for a visit.

The man is a wee lunatic of the very finest kind. I love people like this. I was playing the opening set of the Festival on Friday night, and in struts this wee man, comes straight to the front of the stage, genuflects in front of me and walks away. I don't recall what I was singing, but I do recall thinking "There's Seamus", and then invoking mental discipline par excellence in order not to break out roaring in laughter in the middle of a song. Later that night during another gig he hopped up on stage and proceeded to charm the hell out of the place. One of the things that we do is host a seisún tent. Seamus spent hours in there just singing and playing. And he had this funny stuff in a flask, I am not sure what it was. In fact, I was so unsure of what it was that I tried it 15 or 20 times to see if I could figure it out. I ended up banging on the bodhran and singing Inagaddadavida while standing on my head..........not sure what that stuff was, but I would like to get more...........got to learn that song on the Uilleann Pipes........LOL.

Mick