I looked forward to today’s Ceilidh for the past several days..
It was going to be the first Ceilidh I would have outside the walls of Glasgow Caledonian.
Mariela posted a pic of the venue on facebook and I just knew I would be there.
It was for 8pm so I tidied up my activities for today so I could be as early as possible to the venue. I imagined that a lot of my friends would be there and it was going to be sooooo fun.
Because of a scheduled piano teaching session I had by 7pm, I could not be at the Ceilidh for 8. I wasn’t bothered to get there 9 because the event would end at midnight. I didn’t think I would stay till midnight anyways.
Yea, I got to the venue at about 9pm. Entering into the hall, I scanned around. There was a dance going on. I couldn’t see one single person I knew. Where are my GCU folks? I panned right, left and centre, no one. I had no time getting depressed, there was some cool fusion ceilidh music going on on stage. I walked to the stage and took a short video. I’ve heard this style of Ceilidh music the band was playing, a few times and I always thought about it as “fusion ceilidh.” You know, it sounded so contemporary, so avant-garde. I loved the blend so well I knew I was going to ask the sound engineers or the band, where I could get those sounds from, after the event.
My excitement didn’t last long – the band ended the performance like 5 minutes later. Everyone on the dance floor went back to sit. Quickly I got pondering why I came for this event. I took a few pictures and started getting my mind ready to leave. One thing though, I would have one dance before leaving. Just one.
Soon enough, the announcement rang out, ”to the dance floor.” I went to the floor to give it a go. I planned to leave after that session. Somehow, the dance session turned out to be so fun that I let go of the thought to leave. “Maybe just one more..” I had one more, then another.. and another.
Between two of the dance sessions, the band did some cool instrumental as the dance instructor made announcements. As the instrumental went on, a group of friends spontaneously began a choreography and what a lovely sight it was to behold. Before I thought to whip my phone out to do a recording, the choreography was almost ending. See what my camera caught..
I met the leader of the band after the last session, and he told me this style of Ceilidh is called Ceilidh Rock.
I was so glad I didn’t leave in a rush. It turned out to be the best Ceilidh event I have ever attended.
Time to catch some sleep. Good night friends and see you in the next post.