"Yeah, is there another kind?" Ty joked, but since it seemed like the musician was genuinely interested, he continued. "I wasn't too keen to learn it at first. I thought it was for old guys to learn, but I learned to love it. Do you play it?"

Mostly the musician had listed fiddles after all, but perhaps he had just listed those for brevity or for convenience. After all, if he had said 'wheel fiddle' without seeing one.

Experimentally, he started strumming out 'stand by me' to see if he could find the right chords, adjusting occasionally to make it sound more recognizable. It wasn't great, but at least he was pretty sure no one was going to start throwing water out at him, and he paused in his ministrations when the musician spoke again, eyes widening in interest.

"Really? That was one of my dream jobs, when I was younger. What's your favorite story to tell?"