O.M.G.

I am not one to use the latest jargon.
I'm not one to try to be cool/kewl/down/up/hot/cold with it.
With anything.

I am a very bad musician who cannot pick an instrument (boom boom), who was kicked out of orchestra for indecision (viola? violin? viola? violin? viola? violin?) and only made it to grade three piano before.. actually, let's not go there. If I told you the Series of Unfortunate Events that are my music teachers - you'd wonder (like we did) if we were cursed... and infectious.

One remark stands out:
"I thought I was highly strung!"

Boom. bloody Boom.

Anyway, suffice to say, the road to musical greatness has been as rocky as the Dublin.

Tonight was one of those amazing nights that fellow(sister) musicians will know.
Everything was right.

Five songs!!!!!
FIVE.

How's that?