Yesterday was the Salt Lake Highland Games, organized by the Utah Scottish Association – it’s the biggest highland games in Utah. It was also the first time out for the brand new Wasatch and District Grade 4 band, and we turned in a very creditable performance – 4th place! We are currently in the midst of the wettest spell I’ve encountered since moving here 3 1/2 years ago, so weather was always likely to be a contributing factor to the games this year. It turned out to be quite a feature!
The morning started out dry(ish), but very overcast for solos. I felt really good in the piobaireachd. The humidity and cool air helped my pipes, and I played a tune I was happy with. I came in fourth, which was a little lower than I thought the performance merited, and I’m usually pretty modest about these things. I suppose the judge (and fellow Finn) John Partanen, must have spotted a few note errors of which I was unaware, and weighed them more heavily against me than the tenor of the conversation after my performance suggested at the time.
As we chatted after I finished playing, he complimented my pipe and my performance. He did mention that my dropping 2 notes from the ground was a version not officially approved by the Piobaireachd Society. [This despite the fact that the past president of the Society plays that tune (Lament for Captain MacDougall) sans the extra notes!] It’s possible he decided to push his point home by dropping me down the placings for that reason. If so, I suppose I should be flattered that he decided to get that tough with me! I was wearing my Piobaireachd Society tie, so perhaps he held me to the stricter (some might say irrational) standard that I’ve supposedly embraced by joining! In any case, I had as much fun playing that tune as I’ve ever had, so I wasn’t at all unhappy with my numeric placing!
I added marching this year to my 2/4 March (optional in Grade 4, but required if I move up a Grade next year). This is trickier than it ought to be. Despite marching in countless parades, the back and forth marching required in a competition 2/4 March feels very awkward to me. I will try to get more comfortable with it as the season progresses.
My slow march had a few note errors that I don’t usually make – I play the tune all the time at funerals. Perhaps it’s time to replace it for competitions. I forgot to bring the music with me, which is customary for more obscure tunes. The judge said he thought he knew it. I told him I thought it might be on one of Gordon Walker’s CDs in the “World’s Greatest Pipers” series. The judge offered to give Gordon a call, and get him on the line while I played.
After lunch, it was time to get ready for the inaugural public performance of the Wasatch and District Grade 4 band! We formed the band during the 2008 season, but were not quite ready to perform last year. This year we are now up to about 10 pipers, 3 snares, 2 tenors and a bass. We have a nice, straightforward Quick March Medley and it was time to compete. We were drawn first to play in the competition, which seemed a bit daunting at first, but turned out to be a big plus later! I thought we played really well. It was a little ragged as we marched into the competition circle, but we soon settled down and played a steady set right to the end. We had a clean strike-in and a clean cut-off, which always leaves a good impression. We stuck around after our set to listen to the next band play, but the gathering black clouds suggested we ought to take cover. We retired to our band tent just in time for a monstrous rainstorm to hit. We hung on to the tents to prevent them from blowing away (a couple did) and watched the other bands, who had drawn later playing times, tune up and march off into the downpour.
When it was all over, we discovered we had taken fourth place – a very creditable performance, considering we were an unknown quantity even to ourselves. We missed third by just one point and discovered later that our lower piping score was due to one of our pipers starting out playing the wrong tune! He was very contrite, and promised not to do it again!
The sun was back by the time of the closing ceremonies to cap off a wonderful day’s piping. Next highland games – the Payson Scottish Festival in a month’s time.