<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-567686179904192676</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:40:27.500-08:00</updated><category term='bagpipes'/><category term='seattle fire fighters pipes and drums'/><category term='golf club at newcastle'/><category term='seattle symphony'/><category term='photo'/><category term='fire dept'/><category term='Golf course piper'/><category term='sunset'/><category term='bagpiper'/><category term='newcastle piper'/><category term='10th anniversary'/><category term='benaroya hall'/><title type='text'>Neil Bagpiper</title><subtitle type='html'>Occasional musings and random thoughts from one of Seattle's best professional bagpipers.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilbagpiper.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/567686179904192676/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilbagpiper.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Neil Bagpiper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06690113495887321829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/R_cpTVW3GaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hnuzSJ0JjCU/S220/Neil+%26+JP.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-567686179904192676.post-8790146211542218302</id><published>2009-05-05T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T17:55:34.430-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bagpiper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunset'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='golf club at newcastle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newcastle piper'/><title type='text'>Piping the sun down from the top of the world</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/SgDehbn8esI/AAAAAAAAAE0/gBDXzE3n2Z4/s1600-h/Neil+Newcastle+050309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/SgDehbn8esI/AAAAAAAAAE0/gBDXzE3n2Z4/s400/Neil+Newcastle+050309.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332506624739015362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Every night from May 1 through September 30, I will be piping the sun down at the Golf Club at Newcastle. This will be my sixth summer as the Resident Piper for the Golf Club at Newcastle. The club is open to the public--not a private course--so come up for dinner or drink out on the terrace, or just to walk around and enjoy the incredible view while I play. Thanks to Richard Williams for this photo, taken May 3, 2009. Trust me, the sunsets become much more colorful than this and are always different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/567686179904192676-8790146211542218302?l=neilbagpiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilbagpiper.blogspot.com/feeds/8790146211542218302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=567686179904192676&amp;postID=8790146211542218302' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/567686179904192676/posts/default/8790146211542218302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/567686179904192676/posts/default/8790146211542218302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilbagpiper.blogspot.com/2009/05/piping-sun-down-from-top-of-world.html' title='Piping the sun down from the top of the world'/><author><name>Neil Bagpiper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06690113495887321829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/R_cpTVW3GaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hnuzSJ0JjCU/S220/Neil+%26+JP.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/SgDehbn8esI/AAAAAAAAAE0/gBDXzE3n2Z4/s72-c/Neil+Newcastle+050309.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-567686179904192676.post-7837676289752294098</id><published>2009-03-26T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T23:03:07.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Art Institute of Seattle Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/ScxMmgDj8eI/AAAAAAAAAEs/qofYTfhXV-M/s1600-h/pix+163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317709484341326306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/ScxMmgDj8eI/AAAAAAAAAEs/qofYTfhXV-M/s400/pix+163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today, while playing for the Art Institute of Seattle's graduation I had the pleasure of meeting Chef Tom Douglas. If you're from Seattle and you've not heard of him you've been living under a culinary rock for the last 20 years. Award winning Chef Douglas has raised Seattle's world food notoriety with his great restaurants Etta's, Palace Kitchen, and Dahlia lounge, as well as his cookbooks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Chef Douglas was the guest speaker for the graduation which included culinary students under the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tutelage&lt;/span&gt; of Chef Ian &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mackay&lt;/span&gt;, who coincidentally is the son of long time Seattle bagpipe instructor Don &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Mackay&lt;/span&gt;. It is indeed a small world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;His speech focused on the question "What Is Success?" Broadly, his definition is that we are successful when we give ourselves options. Any time in my life I felt stuck, or in a rut, I certainly felt only frustration, not success, so this made sense to me. He also said we need to work as hard, if employed by someone else, as we would for ourselves. Well, I didn't always do that but sure &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;could've&lt;/span&gt; convinced you, and my boss, that I did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Chef Douglas also said it's important to give back to the community, with which I heartily agree. He said it's an obligation, not an option. Too many people are only looking for what they can get, not what they have to give to others who have less. I've blogged on this before, scroll down and read more....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But what I really took away is that like Chef Douglas, I've found an occupation, if you can really call it that, that is infinitely satisfying to me. I'm following my bliss, as Joseph Campbell put it. And as such, it ceases to be "work". I have more self-satisfaction and flexibility than at any other time in my work life. In these difficult economic times I'm not at the mercy of one employer who, like multi-national &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;BMG&lt;/span&gt;, laid me off in 2003 due to declining music sales. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Instead my livelihood flows to me from limitless sources, evidence that my options are wide open.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/567686179904192676-7837676289752294098?l=neilbagpiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilbagpiper.blogspot.com/feeds/7837676289752294098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=567686179904192676&amp;postID=7837676289752294098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/567686179904192676/posts/default/7837676289752294098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/567686179904192676/posts/default/7837676289752294098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilbagpiper.blogspot.com/2009/03/art-institute-of-seattle-graduation.html' title='Art Institute of Seattle Graduation'/><author><name>Neil Bagpiper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06690113495887321829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/R_cpTVW3GaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hnuzSJ0JjCU/S220/Neil+%26+JP.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/ScxMmgDj8eI/AAAAAAAAAEs/qofYTfhXV-M/s72-c/pix+163.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-567686179904192676.post-897662260318190997</id><published>2009-03-16T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T23:07:04.752-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seattle fire fighters pipes and drums'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bagpipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fire dept'/><title type='text'>Seattle Fire Fighters Bang &amp; Blow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/Sb83SdzlZrI/AAAAAAAAAEc/h0iAQCHD7rI/s1600-h/pix+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314026875698636466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/Sb83SdzlZrI/AAAAAAAAAEc/h0iAQCHD7rI/s400/pix+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ow in its 4th year, the &lt;a href="http://www.seattlepipesanddrums.com/home.shtml"&gt;Seattle Fire Fighters Pipes and Drums &lt;/a&gt;are enjoying their busiest year of gigs so far, and with that increased public visibility, more media attention. Spencer Nelson, Pipe Major, and founder of the band was recently &lt;a href="http://http://www.kuow.org/program.php?id=17134"&gt;interviewed on KUOW&lt;/a&gt;, Seattle's NPR outlet, about the tradition of fire department pipe bands and the everpresent dangers of being a fire fighter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ince late 2007, I've been the band's piping instructor, which has been an honor and great experience for me. Practices are held either at Station 28 in Rainer Valley or Station 14 in Sodo. Since we play in the bay where the engines and ladders are parked, practices are often disrupted by a call. Band members who are on duty at the time drop their instruments to get in the trucks to go do their work as Seattle's Bravest. These guys are a dedicated, hard working, passionate, tight knit bunch. Oh, and funny as hell. And probably slightly crazy. Think about it: they run IN to a burning building while everyone else is running OUT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ook for them them around town on St. Patrick's Day at McCormicks, Fado, Murphy's, Owl &amp;amp; Thistle and other Irish pubs. Buy 'em a beer, they'll be thirsty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/567686179904192676-897662260318190997?l=neilbagpiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilbagpiper.blogspot.com/feeds/897662260318190997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=567686179904192676&amp;postID=897662260318190997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/567686179904192676/posts/default/897662260318190997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/567686179904192676/posts/default/897662260318190997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilbagpiper.blogspot.com/2009/03/seattle-fire-fighters-bang-blow.html' title='Seattle Fire Fighters Bang &amp; Blow'/><author><name>Neil Bagpiper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06690113495887321829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/R_cpTVW3GaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hnuzSJ0JjCU/S220/Neil+%26+JP.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/Sb83SdzlZrI/AAAAAAAAAEc/h0iAQCHD7rI/s72-c/pix+041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-567686179904192676.post-4841773660424124506</id><published>2008-11-24T09:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T10:49:18.428-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No cheeze or schmaltz on this CD!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/SSr1ZM3-tjI/AAAAAAAAADw/SSz1DyKyxs0/s1600-h/cover1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 177px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/SSr1ZM3-tjI/AAAAAAAAADw/SSz1DyKyxs0/s200/cover1024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272296127092143666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've been meaning to post about Jori Chisholm's new CD "Bagpipe Revolution" since I purchased it on Oct 23. I had not intended to write a whole "review". I used to write record reviews professionally and the reason I stopped is that I found a) my opinion really isn't important, it's just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; opinion, b) once in print a review becomes "forever", so if my point of view changes it's hard to correct, and c) if someone doesn't like what I wrote, a year or two later, they come to me and say "how could you write that! How dare you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That caveat aside, I'll just briefly say I quite like Bagpipe Revolution. The CD has a wide variety of expression, given the use of Highland pipes, small pipes, and concert tuned pipes, accompanied by piano, steel pedal guitar (a great touch), electric guitar, and percussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jori avoids many of my personal pet peeve pitfalls of pipe recordings (I know, too many peas) that attempt to incorporate other instrumentation. You won't hear any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cheezy&lt;/span&gt; Casio keyboard &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;accompaniment&lt;/span&gt; here. Nor will you hear any overbearing disco bass drum pounding. And thankfully the folkish settings are absent that schmaltzy bean sprout-stuck-in-the-teeth-folksy-wolksy vibe. You know what I mean, and if you don't, rent "A Mighty Wind".   But being the purist I am, I would have liked a couple more tracks of solo piping without extra instruments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most impressive to me is the rendition of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;piobaireachd&lt;/span&gt; "Too Long In This Condition". On it's own it's a feat to lay down a perfect tune that's over nine minutes long. There are ample opportunities for error and for the pipe to go out of tune--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you did do this in one take, right Jori?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  What makes this so impressive is that Jori recorded a harmony part. That doubles the chance for error and potentially complicates the recording process. But the tuning stays sweet and the execution perfect throughout, resulting in a beautiful version of this tune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, enough on the opining. I'll leave it to those more qualified and just say congratulations to Jori on releasing the first recording by a Seattle based bagpiper.  Piping recordings are unusual in that, for example, any and every local rock band releases their recordings. Many are awful. Pipers, however, seem to have some level of humility, or fear of humiliation, or just the good judgment, not to foist their mediocre recordings on the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jori has the good judgment--and piping skills to back it up--to have released Bagpipe Revolution.  Now &lt;a href="http://www.bagpiperevolution.com/"&gt;click on the link&lt;/a&gt; and support your local piper. And I'll get back to keeping my opinion to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/567686179904192676-4841773660424124506?l=neilbagpiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilbagpiper.blogspot.com/feeds/4841773660424124506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=567686179904192676&amp;postID=4841773660424124506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/567686179904192676/posts/default/4841773660424124506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/567686179904192676/posts/default/4841773660424124506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilbagpiper.blogspot.com/2008/11/no-cheeze-or-schmaltz-on-this-cd.html' title='No cheeze or schmaltz on this CD!'/><author><name>Neil Bagpiper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06690113495887321829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/R_cpTVW3GaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hnuzSJ0JjCU/S220/Neil+%26+JP.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/SSr1ZM3-tjI/AAAAAAAAADw/SSz1DyKyxs0/s72-c/cover1024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-567686179904192676.post-8313217483470690091</id><published>2008-11-17T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T23:31:13.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>G i v i n g _  B a c k</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/SSUNBEJ3bFI/AAAAAAAAADg/ODjU7mussKY/s1600-h/Paul+Newman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 178px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/SSUNBEJ3bFI/AAAAAAAAADg/ODjU7mussKY/s400/Paul+Newman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270633250853186642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Something I consider very  important is giving something back to the community. Now, I haven't always felt this way, and used as an excuse that I didn't know what I could do. We can all do something if we put a bit of thought into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I donate my piping services each year for a select group of charities I feel a personal affinity toward. In each case, I came upon them not exactly by accident, but through serendipity or synchronicity. I know, two big words that simplified could just mean 'chance.' But I don't believe there are any accidents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.campkorey.org/Home.html"&gt;Camp Korey&lt;/a&gt; is a place for kids suffering from serious and life threatening illnesses to go and have some fun. It is one of Paul Newman's (pictured above at Camp Korey) Hole In The Wall Camps. Korey Rose was an inspiring young man who died from cancer in his teens. I played at his graveside service in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Enumclaw&lt;/span&gt; in 2004. What blew me away about this service, is that usually a small gathering of family and friends of the deceased attend a graveside. This one was attended by well over 300 people. Korey's father, Tim Rose, a Senior Vice President at Costco, worked with Newman to purchase the old Carnation Farm from Nestle to create Camp Korey. It was a moving experience to visit there and pipe for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Leanore&lt;/span&gt; Curran's Highland dancers to entertain the kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the summer I was hired to play for a gentleman's 50&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday party. 50! Wow! Now THAT'S old!  When I arrived at the home where the party was I was introduced on the way in to the the son of the Half &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Centurian&lt;/span&gt;. M.R. was in one of those fully loaded motorized wheel chairs. He looked to me to be about 22 years old. What, I thought, befell this beautiful kid to put him this spot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to go play, so I went around to the back yard, made my surprise entrance, congratulated the guest of honor at having endured a half century and played some more tunes to entertain the gathered friends and family.  As I spoke with one guest, she told me that M.R. (Michael Ryan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Pattison&lt;/span&gt;) had suffered a severe spinal injury a few years ago diving into shallow water in Lake &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Chelan&lt;/span&gt;, and that he had started a foundation to raise money to support therapy for those with spinal cord injuries. Are there really no accidents? We went and had another conversation with M.R. and immediately I decided to volunteer my services to play at the upcoming fund raising auction at the Glendale Golf Club in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Bellevue&lt;/span&gt;, and offer myself as a live auction item. A no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;brainer&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.acureiscoming.com/"&gt;A Cure Is Coming&lt;/a&gt; is the Michael Ryan Foundation's website.  The auction raised some $70,000. The experience of being part of such an event is always gratifying, humbling and extremely rewarding. Try it sometime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, how I came to be connected with the other organizations I support were completely random. With &lt;a href="http://www.kithcares.org/"&gt;Kirkland Interfaith Transitions in Housing - KITH - &lt;/a&gt;the piper who normally played their event was ill. So I filled in and have played the 7 Hills of Kirkland bike ride every year since. I've also played their annual fund raising banquet the past 2 or 3 years. KITH provides housing to people facing homelessness on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Eastside&lt;/span&gt;. It's a worthy cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same with The American Cancer Society's &lt;a href="http://www.relayforlife.org/relay/"&gt;Relay for Life&lt;/a&gt;. I play at 2 or 3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Luminaria&lt;/span&gt; ceremonies at the relay each summer.  All of us know someone who's had cancer. It's too damn common.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met the wife of Chris Elliott, of &lt;a href="http://www.chriselliottfund.org/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;CEF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, a non-profit she started to help people with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;glioblastoma&lt;/span&gt;, a nasty brain cancer, at the birthday party of a friend of Chris's wife. In October of this year I played for their auction at the Newcastle Golf Club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.campkorey.org/Home.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So if you're wondering where you can be of service, where you can chip in, where you can do something that will make a difference for someone whose life is not as easy as yours, these places are a good start. Or you may already have an organization you support; if so, good on ya. If not, it only takes the slightest glance around, or a seemingly 'random' moment to find a way to help out. You'll be amazed how gratifying it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/567686179904192676-8313217483470690091?l=neilbagpiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilbagpiper.blogspot.com/feeds/8313217483470690091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=567686179904192676&amp;postID=8313217483470690091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/567686179904192676/posts/default/8313217483470690091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/567686179904192676/posts/default/8313217483470690091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilbagpiper.blogspot.com/2008/11/giving-back.html' title='G i v i n g _  B a c k'/><author><name>Neil Bagpiper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06690113495887321829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/R_cpTVW3GaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hnuzSJ0JjCU/S220/Neil+%26+JP.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/SSUNBEJ3bFI/AAAAAAAAADg/ODjU7mussKY/s72-c/Paul+Newman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-567686179904192676.post-4144174486994756423</id><published>2008-11-15T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T19:26:54.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing Cake, How Sweet The Sound</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/SR-SvQPlyKI/AAAAAAAAADY/O74orvvs4L8/s1600-h/Pipe+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/SR-SvQPlyKI/AAAAAAAAADY/O74orvvs4L8/s400/Pipe+cake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269091429558634658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A few weeks ago I had the honor of playing for Matt Carrithers' 40th birthday. It was a pretty special night all around. The venue, Schmidt House, in Tumwater, the home built for the founder Olympia Brewery, is beautifully restored. The friends and family gathered shared some heartfelt and hilarious stories about Matt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was the birthday cake that everyone will remember. Even to my eye it looked like a real bagpipe, and didn't at all look edible. It was made by &lt;a href="http://www.mikesamazingcakes.com/"&gt;Mike's Amazing Cakes&lt;/a&gt;, in Redmond. Not only was it accurately reproduced down to an authentic tartan and clan crest, but it was delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/567686179904192676-4144174486994756423?l=neilbagpiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilbagpiper.blogspot.com/feeds/4144174486994756423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=567686179904192676&amp;postID=4144174486994756423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/567686179904192676/posts/default/4144174486994756423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/567686179904192676/posts/default/4144174486994756423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilbagpiper.blogspot.com/2008/11/amazing-cake-how-sweet-sound.html' title='Amazing Cake, How Sweet The Sound'/><author><name>Neil Bagpiper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06690113495887321829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/R_cpTVW3GaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hnuzSJ0JjCU/S220/Neil+%26+JP.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/SR-SvQPlyKI/AAAAAAAAADY/O74orvvs4L8/s72-c/Pipe+cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-567686179904192676.post-7871425034900498497</id><published>2008-09-10T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T10:04:09.824-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='benaroya hall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seattle symphony'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10th anniversary'/><title type='text'>A Day of Music and Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/SMf8MeIVnlI/AAAAAAAAAC4/LujEY3XJ_aI/s1600-h/BH+DOMA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244437582272896594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/SMf8MeIVnlI/AAAAAAAAAC4/LujEY3XJ_aI/s400/BH+DOMA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I will be performing at a celebration of &lt;a href="http://www.seattlesymphony.org/benaroya/browse/dateview.aspx?dt=9%2f14%2f2008"&gt;Benaroya Hall's 10th anniversary &lt;/a&gt;this Sunday Sept 14. I will be playing outside the hall in the Rememberance Garden at the corner of 2nd and University from 12:15 to 12:45.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Be sure to stop by and say "HI"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/567686179904192676-7871425034900498497?l=neilbagpiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilbagpiper.blogspot.com/feeds/7871425034900498497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=567686179904192676&amp;postID=7871425034900498497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/567686179904192676/posts/default/7871425034900498497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/567686179904192676/posts/default/7871425034900498497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilbagpiper.blogspot.com/2008/09/day-of-music-and-art.html' title='A Day of Music and Art'/><author><name>Neil Bagpiper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06690113495887321829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/R_cpTVW3GaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hnuzSJ0JjCU/S220/Neil+%26+JP.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/SMf8MeIVnlI/AAAAAAAAAC4/LujEY3XJ_aI/s72-c/BH+DOMA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-567686179904192676.post-4831295830793132349</id><published>2008-08-16T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T13:45:01.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KEITH 3rd AT WORLDS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The &lt;a href="http://khpb.org/"&gt;Keith Highlanders Pipe Band &lt;/a&gt;placed 3rd of 53 bands in Grade 4b at the World Pipe Band Championships, held today in Glasgow, Scotland.  This is the band's 4th trip to the Worlds, and the best finish yet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The band finished &lt;strong&gt;1st&lt;/strong&gt; in the morning qualifer--getting the 1st from &lt;strong&gt;both&lt;/strong&gt; judges. They played 2nd of 12 in the final, which is not an optimum place to be in the order, but had great scores from the judges: 3rd from both piping judges, 10th from the drumming judge (yikes!), and 2nd in ensemble. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Another Seattle band, the Northwest Junior Pipe Band played in the Novice Juvenile grade and came in 5th overall after a 3rd place finish in the qualifier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Simon Fraser University Pipe Band was 1st in the elite Grade 1 contest. It is SFU's 5th 1st place finish in 12 years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Overall, a great day for Northwest pipe bands!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Complete results of all grades are available at the &lt;a href="http://www.rspba.org/html/majorcontests.php?Year=2008&amp;amp;Contest=World%20Championships"&gt;RSPBA's website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Now, if I could just get my effin computer to play BBC Scotland's stream of the contest....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/567686179904192676-4831295830793132349?l=neilbagpiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilbagpiper.blogspot.com/feeds/4831295830793132349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=567686179904192676&amp;postID=4831295830793132349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/567686179904192676/posts/default/4831295830793132349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/567686179904192676/posts/default/4831295830793132349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilbagpiper.blogspot.com/2008/08/keith-3rd-at-worlds.html' title='KEITH 3rd AT WORLDS!'/><author><name>Neil Bagpiper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06690113495887321829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/R_cpTVW3GaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hnuzSJ0JjCU/S220/Neil+%26+JP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-567686179904192676.post-7604949973369978034</id><published>2008-08-11T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T11:39:38.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kudos to NWJPB</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.nwjpb.org/"&gt;Northwest Junior Pipe Band &lt;/a&gt;took 1st in Grade 4 at yesterday's Perth, Scotland Highland Games. At least one of my former students is a member, so I'm really happy they've done so well this summer. This a perfect trajectory going into the Worlds on Aug 16th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;That said, as a member of the &lt;a href="http://www.khpb.org/"&gt;Keith Highlanders&lt;/a&gt;, I'm pulling for them even harder. KHPB wound up 5th out of the 24 bands in Grade 4 at Perth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Many members of the Keith arrived in Scotland around 10pm the night before the Perth games, jetlagged and tired from the long journey from Seattle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Having done that a few times I know that other-worldly, disoriented feeling going out to compete in Scotland a few hours after stepping off the plane. They'll be in better shape for the Worlds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's been a very wet week in Scotland, but apparently the weather eased up a bit yesterday at Perth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'll be writing a bit more about the Worlds this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/567686179904192676-7604949973369978034?l=neilbagpiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilbagpiper.blogspot.com/feeds/7604949973369978034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=567686179904192676&amp;postID=7604949973369978034' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/567686179904192676/posts/default/7604949973369978034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/567686179904192676/posts/default/7604949973369978034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilbagpiper.blogspot.com/2008/08/kudos-to-nwjpb.html' title='Kudos to NWJPB'/><author><name>Neil Bagpiper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06690113495887321829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/R_cpTVW3GaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hnuzSJ0JjCU/S220/Neil+%26+JP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-567686179904192676.post-2712266338981160341</id><published>2008-08-10T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T17:01:11.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Olympic pipers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The other night while watching the opening ceremonies for the Olympic Games, I was quite surprised to hear a pipe band playing off and on as the athletes paraded into the stadium.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;At first I said "they must be there in person" then I thought "it's just a recording" because they were never seen on TV. Poking around the net today looking for results from the Perth, Scotland highland games, where the Keith Highlanders competed today, I came across this story on &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/scotland/tayside_and_central/7549580.stm"&gt;BBC Scotland &lt;/a&gt;about the &lt;a href="http://www.mofpb.co.uk/"&gt;Mains of Fintry Pipe Band&lt;/a&gt;, a Grade 4 band from Dundee, Scotland (home of marmalade). It said they were seen by Chinese officials who saw them on a tour of France and asked to go to Beijing to play. At first they thought it was a practical joke, as would I. Riiiiiight....a Scottish band playing in France, asked to go to China. I think I ate at that restaurant. Just once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;One of the pipers in the band said "never in a million years" would he have thought the band would do something like this.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Never say Never!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Good on ya boys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/567686179904192676-2712266338981160341?l=neilbagpiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilbagpiper.blogspot.com/feeds/2712266338981160341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=567686179904192676&amp;postID=2712266338981160341' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/567686179904192676/posts/default/2712266338981160341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/567686179904192676/posts/default/2712266338981160341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilbagpiper.blogspot.com/2008/08/olympic-pipers.html' title='Olympic pipers'/><author><name>Neil Bagpiper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06690113495887321829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/R_cpTVW3GaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hnuzSJ0JjCU/S220/Neil+%26+JP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-567686179904192676.post-3523771905053947894</id><published>2008-08-04T22:01:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T22:06:39.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How often does this happen?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/SJffpAkcgiI/AAAAAAAAACo/CYkpq-t8HFc/s1600-h/Sunsets+601016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230895387834614306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/SJffpAkcgiI/AAAAAAAAACo/CYkpq-t8HFc/s320/Sunsets+601016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/SJffpouKfJI/AAAAAAAAACw/4IlCGYHqNs0/s1600-h/Sunsets+601022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230895398612794514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/SJffpouKfJI/AAAAAAAAACw/4IlCGYHqNs0/s320/Sunsets+601022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tonight while I was playing the sun down at Newcastle, Maurice Whitney led his girlfriend, Jenny Tyabina, up to the hill where I was playing. Apparantly he had something up his sleeve, which he proceeded to offer to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;She's no longer his girlfriend. She said 'yes' so now she's his finace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I think I have the most awesome gig in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/567686179904192676-3523771905053947894?l=neilbagpiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilbagpiper.blogspot.com/feeds/3523771905053947894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=567686179904192676&amp;postID=3523771905053947894' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/567686179904192676/posts/default/3523771905053947894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/567686179904192676/posts/default/3523771905053947894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilbagpiper.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-often-does-this-happen.html' title='How often does this happen?'/><author><name>Neil Bagpiper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06690113495887321829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/R_cpTVW3GaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hnuzSJ0JjCU/S220/Neil+%26+JP.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/SJffpAkcgiI/AAAAAAAAACo/CYkpq-t8HFc/s72-c/Sunsets+601016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-567686179904192676.post-8277621921209584703</id><published>2008-07-24T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T10:57:06.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Benaroya Hall Day of Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/SIjCC8iSP0I/AAAAAAAAACQ/2novvB0P83g/s1600-h/Benaroya+Hall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226640723428917058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/SIjCC8iSP0I/AAAAAAAAACQ/2novvB0P83g/s320/Benaroya+Hall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On Sunday September 14 I'll be playing at Benaroya Hall as part of their Day of Music in celebration of the 10th Anniversary of the hall opening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I don't have the exact time I'll be playing yet, but I'll be on a stage in the Garden of Remembrance, at the corner of 2nd Ave &amp;amp; University St. The photo shows the location. I'll update when I have the exact time of my performance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'd love to have you stop by and say hi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/567686179904192676-8277621921209584703?l=neilbagpiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilbagpiper.blogspot.com/feeds/8277621921209584703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=567686179904192676&amp;postID=8277621921209584703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/567686179904192676/posts/default/8277621921209584703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/567686179904192676/posts/default/8277621921209584703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilbagpiper.blogspot.com/2008/07/benaroya-hall-day-of-music.html' title='Benaroya Hall Day of Music'/><author><name>Neil Bagpiper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06690113495887321829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/R_cpTVW3GaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hnuzSJ0JjCU/S220/Neil+%26+JP.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/SIjCC8iSP0I/AAAAAAAAACQ/2novvB0P83g/s72-c/Benaroya+Hall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-567686179904192676.post-1114130863023375090</id><published>2008-07-10T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T14:46:03.780-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bagpiper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Golf course piper'/><title type='text'>Ode to a Golf Course Piper</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I'm poking around the web today, really using my time wisely, and what do I find? A poem inspired by a photo of me on &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/firstlight/51064165/#DiscussPhoto"&gt;Flickr.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ode to a Golf Course Piper&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do they pipe the golfers home at dusk?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Peculiar spot in which to busk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Might he appear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But once a year,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;An apparition of rarer sort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;With affinity for fields of sport?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;O, Yon Solitary Golf Course Piper!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;May you skirl from tee to tee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;With droning highland majesty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ever held in thundry awe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;By all and sundry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Slàinte mhath! (which is Gaelic for "Good Health")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty dang cool, I thought!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/567686179904192676-1114130863023375090?l=neilbagpiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilbagpiper.blogspot.com/feeds/1114130863023375090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=567686179904192676&amp;postID=1114130863023375090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/567686179904192676/posts/default/1114130863023375090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/567686179904192676/posts/default/1114130863023375090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilbagpiper.blogspot.com/2008/07/ode-to-golf-course-piper.html' title='Ode to a Golf Course Piper'/><author><name>Neil Bagpiper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06690113495887321829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/R_cpTVW3GaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hnuzSJ0JjCU/S220/Neil+%26+JP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-567686179904192676.post-6430778768551000653</id><published>2008-07-08T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T10:03:32.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>World Pipe Band Championships -- Aug 16</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/SHQACAO7i4I/AAAAAAAAACI/sP-fLydtXeA/s1600-h/Scotland+2006+237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220797902451608450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/SHQACAO7i4I/AAAAAAAAACI/sP-fLydtXeA/s400/Scotland+2006+237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On Saturday August 16, the Keith Highlanders Pipe Band will be making their fourth appearance at the World Pipe Band Championships at Glasgow Green in Glasgow, Scotland. This is a completely unprecedented occurance for a Seattle based pipe band. Other local bands have ventured over to play at the World's, but only once, and they did not have the same success the Keith have had. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2002 went pretty well considering it was the band's first trip to the Worlds. We placed 11th out of 42 bands. In 2004 the pipe section was placed first by both piping judges; the band placed 6th overall due to lower drumming scores. We felt elated, it was an incredible finish! In 2006, the Royal Scottish Pipe Band Association (RSPBA) changed the tune and qualification requirements, we got a hideous drumming judge, and the result was that we didn't place. We had a good trip, but felt disappointed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This year, the band has been working extremely hard and is focused on coming home with a 1st place trophy. I won't be making the trip, but will certainly be there in Spirit. The Worlds is a fantastic event with 250 pipe bands and about 40,000 spectators in one place on the same day. it's Pipe Band Heaven. Playing there is an amazing experience. It takes a ton of personal discipline, sustained motivation with months of practice, and an intense mental focus. It's the Olympics of the pipe band world. No band event is more important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'll post results here, and in the meantime, join with me to send out good vibes to the Keith Highlanders for success in the contest! Oh, and don't forget to try the haggis &amp;amp; chips. They're exquisite!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/567686179904192676-6430778768551000653?l=neilbagpiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilbagpiper.blogspot.com/feeds/6430778768551000653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=567686179904192676&amp;postID=6430778768551000653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/567686179904192676/posts/default/6430778768551000653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/567686179904192676/posts/default/6430778768551000653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilbagpiper.blogspot.com/2008/07/world-pipe-band-championships-aug-16.html' title='World Pipe Band Championships -- Aug 16'/><author><name>Neil Bagpiper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06690113495887321829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/R_cpTVW3GaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hnuzSJ0JjCU/S220/Neil+%26+JP.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/SHQACAO7i4I/AAAAAAAAACI/sP-fLydtXeA/s72-c/Scotland+2006+237.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-567686179904192676.post-2484058808214417848</id><published>2008-07-02T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T20:15:39.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Outdoor Dining Spots</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/SGxEJpdu0EI/AAAAAAAAACA/KUVuhctFNxI/s1600-h/Newcastleview+Journal+paper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218621000755630146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/SGxEJpdu0EI/AAAAAAAAACA/KUVuhctFNxI/s400/Newcastleview+Journal+paper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've always thought the view from the outdoor dining area at the Calcutta Grill at Newcastle was one of the most spectacular dinner views in the Northwest. The Journal Newspapers agree. To see the whole article &lt;a href="http://www.zwire.com/site/news.cfm?brd=1024"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/567686179904192676-2484058808214417848?l=neilbagpiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilbagpiper.blogspot.com/feeds/2484058808214417848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=567686179904192676&amp;postID=2484058808214417848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/567686179904192676/posts/default/2484058808214417848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/567686179904192676/posts/default/2484058808214417848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilbagpiper.blogspot.com/2008/07/best-outdoor-dining-spots.html' title='Best Outdoor Dining Spots'/><author><name>Neil Bagpiper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06690113495887321829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/R_cpTVW3GaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hnuzSJ0JjCU/S220/Neil+%26+JP.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/SGxEJpdu0EI/AAAAAAAAACA/KUVuhctFNxI/s72-c/Newcastleview+Journal+paper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-567686179904192676.post-306405901732718488</id><published>2008-06-14T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T19:24:33.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sense the humour</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/SFR9JAacQiI/AAAAAAAAABk/bJmopGA8_W4/s1600-h/Sunsets+600832.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211928262457704994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/SFR9JAacQiI/AAAAAAAAABk/bJmopGA8_W4/s400/Sunsets+600832.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Occasionally my piping gigs are a bit more relaxed, and I have a chance to have a little fun with things. The quarterly Art Institute of Seattle graduations at Benaroya Hall are among those. It's a fun occasion, the faculty, administration and students are all upbeat and having a good time, and I feel very comfortable in the hall, having produced the Masters of Scottish Arts concert there for 7 years and played on the stage another handful of times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I decided when I was introduced this time, with all the people taking pictures of me, that I'd take one of them for a change. Here 'tis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/567686179904192676-306405901732718488?l=neilbagpiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilbagpiper.blogspot.com/feeds/306405901732718488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=567686179904192676&amp;postID=306405901732718488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/567686179904192676/posts/default/306405901732718488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/567686179904192676/posts/default/306405901732718488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilbagpiper.blogspot.com/2008/06/sense-humour.html' title='Sense the humour'/><author><name>Neil Bagpiper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06690113495887321829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/R_cpTVW3GaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hnuzSJ0JjCU/S220/Neil+%26+JP.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/SFR9JAacQiI/AAAAAAAAABk/bJmopGA8_W4/s72-c/Sunsets+600832.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-567686179904192676.post-1112562888033236081</id><published>2008-06-02T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T12:10:43.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is a Luminaria?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/SEQ8E_0QNRI/AAAAAAAAABU/5ZbGe1GFTEg/s1600-h/luminaria2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207353125694878994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/SEQ8E_0QNRI/AAAAAAAAABU/5ZbGe1GFTEg/s400/luminaria2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.cancer.org/"&gt;American Cancer Society &lt;/a&gt;holds fundraising events called &lt;a href="http://www.relayforlife.org/"&gt;Relay For Life&lt;/a&gt;. For the last 4 or 5 years I've played at a handful of them each year. The event lasts 24 hours with people who've taken pledges to walk around a local high school track.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'll be playing at the Redmond-Kirkland Relay at Redmond High School at 10 pm on Saturday June 7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Farolito"&gt;Luminaria&lt;/a&gt; ceremony takes place after dark. The track is lined with lanterns made of paper bags with candles in the bottom, called luminaria. Following some speakers and perhaps a story from a cancer survivor or family member of someone who lost the fight, I play the pipes, leading all the participants around the track.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's impossible not to be moved by this ceremony. Some people very close to me have survived cancer, others have not been so fortunate. So being part of this is always an incredible honor for me and a way for me pay homage to others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Follow the links above if you're interested in taking part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/567686179904192676-1112562888033236081?l=neilbagpiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilbagpiper.blogspot.com/feeds/1112562888033236081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=567686179904192676&amp;postID=1112562888033236081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/567686179904192676/posts/default/1112562888033236081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/567686179904192676/posts/default/1112562888033236081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilbagpiper.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-is-luminaria.html' title='What is a Luminaria?'/><author><name>Neil Bagpiper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06690113495887321829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/R_cpTVW3GaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hnuzSJ0JjCU/S220/Neil+%26+JP.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/SEQ8E_0QNRI/AAAAAAAAABU/5ZbGe1GFTEg/s72-c/luminaria2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-567686179904192676.post-6487815660609367649</id><published>2008-05-27T15:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T15:52:05.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/SDyQhrVqbWI/AAAAAAAAAA8/FBa6n1OoV-k/s1600-h/Sunsets+51525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205194177577119074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/SDyQhrVqbWI/AAAAAAAAAA8/FBa6n1OoV-k/s400/Sunsets+51525.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/567686179904192676-6487815660609367649?l=neilbagpiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilbagpiper.blogspot.com/feeds/6487815660609367649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=567686179904192676&amp;postID=6487815660609367649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/567686179904192676/posts/default/6487815660609367649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/567686179904192676/posts/default/6487815660609367649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilbagpiper.blogspot.com/2008/05/memorial-day.html' title='Memorial Day'/><author><name>Neil Bagpiper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06690113495887321829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/R_cpTVW3GaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hnuzSJ0JjCU/S220/Neil+%26+JP.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/SDyQhrVqbWI/AAAAAAAAAA8/FBa6n1OoV-k/s72-c/Sunsets+51525.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-567686179904192676.post-943974392546222503</id><published>2008-05-25T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T14:34:29.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Culture Clash Wedding on the Food Network</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dinner: Impossible is a program on the Food Network featuring chef Robert Irvine. In late January they filmed an episode at Kirkland's Woodmark Hotel called "Culture Clash Wedding".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Bride Kim Miyake and groom Shawn Zook had planned a June wedding, until they found out Kim's father had terminal cancer; so they moved the wedding up. KING' TVs lifestyle reporter, Kelly Moore was the planner for the event and coordinated all the elements including the Food Network connection. Kelly contacted me to play the pipes for the processional and recessional. It was quite a memorable wedding for me to play, given the situation with Kim's father and all of the goings on with the TV taping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Food Network aired the show 4 times between April 30 and May 7, and often repeats shows. Here's a link you can check for any updated scheduling &lt;a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/food/show_ie/episode/0,,FOOD_28496_56369,00.html"&gt;http://www.foodnetwork.com/food/show_ie/episode/0,,FOOD_28496_56369,00.html&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The show is really all about the planning and execution of the amazing Asian/Celtic dinner, but I'm on it for about 3 seconds. Don't blink or you'll miss me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/567686179904192676-943974392546222503?l=neilbagpiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilbagpiper.blogspot.com/feeds/943974392546222503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=567686179904192676&amp;postID=943974392546222503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/567686179904192676/posts/default/943974392546222503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/567686179904192676/posts/default/943974392546222503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilbagpiper.blogspot.com/2008/05/culture-clash-wedding-on-food-network.html' title='Culture Clash Wedding on the Food Network'/><author><name>Neil Bagpiper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06690113495887321829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/R_cpTVW3GaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hnuzSJ0JjCU/S220/Neil+%26+JP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-567686179904192676.post-3532938801475263499</id><published>2008-05-25T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T12:25:14.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunset pix galore!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/SD8C6LVqbXI/AAAAAAAAABE/3SFo8bC9Y5M/s1600-h/Sunsets+052208+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205882892762901874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/SD8C6LVqbXI/AAAAAAAAABE/3SFo8bC9Y5M/s400/Sunsets+052208+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm doing a little art project.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Each night when I am at the Golf Club at Newcastle to pipe the sun down (generally between 8:30 and 9:00 pm), I snap a pic on my camera. Over the four plus years I've been playing there I've seen some amazing sunsets, and as much as I appreciated sunsets before, I have an even greater appreciation for them now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So, you can view the photos. Just go to &lt;a href="http://www.camerarenter.com/"&gt;http://www.camerarenter.com/&lt;/a&gt; and in the "FIND YOUR PHOTOS" field, type "Neil" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You'll be able to see the pix. Lot's of them from May are pretty cloudy and gray but there are starting to be more with some beautiful red and orange color, and the one from last night (here) is especially spectacular. Unfortunately, there is no way for me to date or caption the shots, but I'll post some of the better ones here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The reason I decided to do this is that last year I had a conversation with a woman there at Newcastle who said, commenting on the sunset, "does it always look like this up here?" My response was "no, it's completely different every night." So I decided to be able to capture as best I can, in 8 megapixels, the infinite ways the sky can look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And as an aside, I think the view from the terrace at the Calcutta Grill at the Golf Club at Newcastle is one of the great underrated views in the whole Puget Sound area. The club is open to the public, you can have dinner, a drink, or just come up to take in the view. Directions: &lt;a href="http://www.newcastlegolf.com/Directions.aspx?SecID=369"&gt;http://www.newcastlegolf.com/Directions.aspx?SecID=369&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/567686179904192676-3532938801475263499?l=neilbagpiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilbagpiper.blogspot.com/feeds/3532938801475263499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=567686179904192676&amp;postID=3532938801475263499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/567686179904192676/posts/default/3532938801475263499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/567686179904192676/posts/default/3532938801475263499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilbagpiper.blogspot.com/2008/05/sunset-pix-galore.html' title='Sunset pix galore!'/><author><name>Neil Bagpiper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06690113495887321829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/R_cpTVW3GaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hnuzSJ0JjCU/S220/Neil+%26+JP.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/SD8C6LVqbXI/AAAAAAAAABE/3SFo8bC9Y5M/s72-c/Sunsets+052208+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-567686179904192676.post-3761053912415788756</id><published>2008-05-25T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T11:13:31.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's the real celebrity here?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;OK. I finally have the time and motivation--a funny story to tell--to write a post.  Mind you, I'm still a reluctant blogger. But here goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I play the pipes every night at sunset at the Newcastle Golf Course. During the past couple of years I've had the opportunity to chat a few times with a well known local TV news anchor and his young daughter. Two nights ago, while I was playing they came out to listen. I stopped and talked with them for a few minutes. Her 4th birthday was the next day (yesterday). As we talked about other things, 3 young boys, probably between the ages of 8 and 11, approached us, each with a piece of paper in their hands, and one with a pen and one of those flat folders that restaurants bring you your check in.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;They asked ME for my autograph.  Suprised, with an odd mixture of feeling humbled and prideful, I looked at the local TV celebrity and told the boys "you should be asking for HIS autograph!"  One replied "who's he?"  I said "he does the news on the TV!" We both laughed, with him saying "they don't watch the news, you're the celebrity up here." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So I asked the first kid what his name was, and what he wanted me to write (a trick I learned as a teenager when I asked Lou Reed for his autograph, and my reply, which he appropriately wrote down "I don't know.")  Predictably, the youngster said "Ummmm....I don't know." Which I wrote down verbatim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I signed the next two autographs, accidentially misspelling one of the kid's names, and they left, thrilled now to add Neil the Bagpiper's autograph to their Seahawk autographs. I finished my evening by playing "Happy Birthday" for the about-to-be-four year old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I relate this story here, and somehow it seems much drier on the computer screen, because just about every time I play, there is some little thing like this that occurs, that for me, makes the experience of performing publicly so much richer than simply walking out, playing the bagpipe and leaving. This is one of the unexpected rewards I've found comes with doing what I love to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/567686179904192676-3761053912415788756?l=neilbagpiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilbagpiper.blogspot.com/feeds/3761053912415788756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=567686179904192676&amp;postID=3761053912415788756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/567686179904192676/posts/default/3761053912415788756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/567686179904192676/posts/default/3761053912415788756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilbagpiper.blogspot.com/2008/05/whos-real-celebrity-here.html' title='Who&apos;s the real celebrity here?'/><author><name>Neil Bagpiper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06690113495887321829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/R_cpTVW3GaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hnuzSJ0JjCU/S220/Neil+%26+JP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-567686179904192676.post-1484576027194741447</id><published>2008-03-16T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T00:50:31.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog-winked.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh God. Say it ain't so. I'm a blogger. I'm in the blogosphere. I've been blog-winked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Kicking and screaming, here I am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Who am I, why am I here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;More shall be revealed as we go along. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/567686179904192676-1484576027194741447?l=neilbagpiper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilbagpiper.blogspot.com/feeds/1484576027194741447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=567686179904192676&amp;postID=1484576027194741447' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/567686179904192676/posts/default/1484576027194741447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/567686179904192676/posts/default/1484576027194741447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilbagpiper.blogspot.com/2008/03/say-it-aint-so-blog-winked.html' title='Blog-winked.'/><author><name>Neil Bagpiper</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06690113495887321829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Od11nrU6gJo/R_cpTVW3GaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hnuzSJ0JjCU/S220/Neil+%26+JP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
