O Holy Night

I started playing the fiddle nearly three years ago when I turned 40. I can play quite a few tunes now, but it will be a few more years before my bowing will produce the honey-tones I hope for.

My teacher, Beth Telford, is an accomplished musician, and quite capable of all sorts of fiddle complexity and honey-tones. Today she joined Dominique Dodge, Celtic harpist, and Jim Greene, guitarist, for the Celtic Christmas Celebration in the upper gallery of the Chandler Music Hall in Randolph, Vermont. The set list ranged from instrumental music featuring all three musicians, to several duets accompanied by singing. Jigs, strathspeys, reels and a waltz intermingled with ancient carols. Among them was Dominique’s reimagining of O Holy Night. This is a tune I’ve heard hundreds of times without much thought or care. But her rendition raised the hair on my neck and awakened my wintery senses completely. It was incandescent in every way. If I’d have been standing I may have fallen on my knees, as the lyrics beckon. I’m still humming it happily on this crisp winter night just a few days shy of Christmas.

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