A story that ends with a video of me dancing to my own tune:
This came into my head while driving to a gig in Knaresbrough one Saturday afternoon. There was some music from Cape Verde on the Radio 3 world music programme, and some tiny part of it got processed into a whole new tune. I couldn't stop driving, nor could I trust myself to remember the tune, so Mary had to write it down at my dictation on a scrap of paper as we continued our journey. By the time we arrived at our destination there had been several revisions.
I wanted to call it
The Trip To Knaresborough but found there was already a tune of that name, so as were were staying that night in Ripon, it was named
The Road to Ripon.
At the time, Pig Dyke Molly were looking for a tune for a dance they used to do and wanted to revive, but nobody could remember the music, so we used this tune.
Pig Dyke no longer do that dance, but this winter Old Glory Molly adopted it for a dance called the Waltzer. As Old Glory Practise in Rumburgh Village Hall, we retitled the tune
The Road to RumburghHere is is, played on a 1 row C melodeon as it should be:
https://youtu.be/1AVdVM5RgOUAnd here is a recent video of Old Glory Molly dancing the dance. I'm the one in the rather grey shirt.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pa7m2AcRKM8