What music is all about.

I remember when I was first learning the banjo (in Fairbanks in the early 70's) that I was taking Doc's workshop in Old Time Music on Tuesday nights and as part of the workshop we were supposed to go to the Thursday night square dance workshop and play for the dancers.

Well I arrived hoping to get to play with some other musicians. Well, when I got there I was the only musician. Doc said something like this, "OK, Wolf, they are ready to dance." I looked around and was hoping to see a fiddler or even a guitar player show up. There was no one else there. I told Doc I could only play one tune and not very well. He looked at me, as to say, so. He told me to get after it. They needed some music to dance to. So I picked away at June Apple. I don't remember how long I played it, but I was scared to death. But he did put across the point. The dancers needed music and that night I was the music.

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