I'm the designated caller but my favorite partner-in-crime Laurie Indenbaum just got freed up to play fiddle and I'd rather make harmonies with her while one of *you* calls. The East Putney Dance has been going since forever, is on a dirt road nobody can find, but people seem to show up any way, has a two-holer outhouse -- *with padded seats! -- *and a loyal regular crowd big enough to make two sets, and pays dozens -- dozens, I tell you! -- of dollars. It's an All-Comers Night which means a bunch of extra musicians will be sitting in on accordion and harmonica and of course more fiddles, but Carol Compton keeps them well in line from the piano, and rumor has it a busload of Putney School teenagers may show up with their exuberance and, um, creativity. The dancers will dance ANYthing, contras or circles or singing squares, and they'll even do dances with clapping and arches without sneering. If all this sounds impossible to resist, email me directly? We actually do pay traveling callers somewhat reasonably... Cheers, Amy