The story of Elisha and Elijah. We sang this in church this morning. We got my daughter to play a clarinet solo for it. She's only been playing for 5 months, so we're really proud of her and excited to have one more way to "color" our music.

"O give thanks unto the LORD, for he is good: for his mercy endureth for ever. Let the redeemed of the LORD say so" Psalm 107:1-2

Another Live performance with former band mates in Scartaglen back in 1988 on the NPR show Mountain Stage. This time a piece of Gaelic mouth music followed by 3 reels. Maybe the most complex arrangement of a set of tunes that we ever did.

Another Live performance with former band mates in Scartaglen back in 1988 on the NPR show Mountain Stage. This time a piece of Gaelic mouth music followed by 3 reels. Maybe the most complex arrangement of a set of tunes that we ever did.

Another cut from the 1988 cassette tape of a live performance by Scartaglen on the NPR show Mountain stage. This time some tunes from County Kerry. Kirk Lynch- Uilleann pipes and whistle. Becky Pringle- Fiddle. Mike Dugger- Fiddle and guitar…

The story of Elisha and Elijah. We sang this in church this morning. We got my daughter to play a clarinet solo for it. She's only been playing for 5 months, so we're really proud of her and excited to have one more way to "color" our music.

The story of Elisha and Elijah. We sang this in church this morning. We got my daughter to play a clarinet solo for it. She's only been playing for 5 months, so we're really proud of her and excited to have one more way to "color" our music.

The story of Elisha and Elijah. We sang this in church this morning. We got my daughter to play a clarinet solo for it. She's only been playing for 5 months, so we're really proud of her and excited to have one more way to "color" our music.

The story of Elisha and Elijah. We sang this in church this morning. We got my daughter to play a clarinet solo for it. She's only been playing for 5 months, so we're really proud of her and excited to have one more way to "color" our music.

Wrote this for my Uncle Arthur Furuta when he passed away. He was a jovial guy with smiley eyes, and always had nice things to say to us kids. I imagined him joking and telling stories even from his hospital days, until the light finally faded...