Bettman & Halpin: Ten Years (new review)

I don’t get out much.  So, lately, I’ve been making an effort to do just that.  In January I went to a concert!  And the style of music was quite different for me.

So going to hear Bettman & Halpin was about as far away from my musical palate as I figured I could get.  I have really no musical knowledge to be able to describe their style.  Is it Bluegrass?  Country?  Folk music?  I couldn’t put my ear’s finger on it.  But their description of their music as Joyful Acoustic Americana perfectly sums it up.

“…To sit in the audience and be fully immersed in their musical magic was, for me, an almost otherworldly or ethereal experience. At times during the show, I found myself wondering if the music was coming from their instruments and voices, or straight from their hearts…”

“…Bettman plays the fiddle like she was born with it and Halpin, I believe, played every other stringed instrument known to man.  Their harmonies are impeccable and, throughout, Bettman’s voice reached across the rows and surrounded me, as if lifting me from my seat.  At times I found myself so moved by their performance that I wasn’t sure if I, the crotchety old man I’ve become, was still “in there…”

“…Many times I’ve found myself lamenting that I was born without musical ability; or any talent at all, for that matter.  Now I know where it went.  When it was my turn to be reincarcerated on the planet, I have a vague recollection of someone saying to me, “Sorry Bill, we’re saving up the musical talent for the next 30 years and giving it all to Bettman and Halpin.”  Well, okay.  If they received all of the musical talent, at least they shared it with me that evening.  I’ve been to concerts from some of the top professionals in the industry.  But I can’t recall ever being so moved by a performance.  By the end of the program, I found myself hoping that, the next time I’m dead, the Angels will sing to me as beautifully as Stephanie did.”

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