Thursday, August 2, 2012

On Music

After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music.
- Aldous Huxley

As is expected, when I go home, someone will drag out a musical instrument and say "will you play for us" (Ok, the piano is a little less subtle, but the other instruments are usually found, even if hidden under a couple good shotguns in the safe).

All I can say is,  if any of you are out West and notice an increase in wolf or coyote howling, cats gathering on porches or elderly people turning down the volume on their hearing devices, it's just a coincidence.

12 comments:

  1. Don't worry; just play louder. It works for me. :)

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  2. LOL, enjoy the downtime, and play well! :-)

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  3. If you take requests, I'd like to hear the violin piece from Young Frankenstein.

    *snatches invisible butterflies out of the air*

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  4. I bet not as much as my singing.Play on Miestro!

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  5. B,
    Love your blogs, but can not fathom where you find the time to write them. This is my first comment and if it works, I will go back to your previous one and share a cajun recipe for cooking corn on the cob.
    CRS

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  6. B,
    Love your blogs, but can not fathom where you find the time to write them. This is my first comment and if it works, I will go back to your previous one and share a cajun recipe for cooking corn on the cob.
    CRS

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  7. Did detect the Richter scale moving in the area of bitterroots.

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  8. There should be a teensy weensy plastic tube loose on your e string that sits on your bridge to prevent the e string cutting into your bridge. Beware!

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  9. The word is out now, young lady.

    At the next blogmeet, everyone will be expecting a clarinet recital. Better warm up.

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  10. Zdog - not for posting message - thanks, Not sure what place we'll get to Sunday, but duly noted. Thanks!.

    Rev Paul - that's the way we all sing in church - all volume, no tone.

    Old NFO - Brighid from Brighid's place came over yesterday. I hear the sound of this huge deisal pickup, piloted by a small,stunning white haired lady and it was my friend bearing smiles and wine. Dad looks out the window and says "Beach Vollyball this morning and now this, what a great day!. She visited all day, and we managed to stay out of trouble. Sort of. :)

    George - I bet!

    Charles Shelton - welcome! I am not sure I have time for anything, but I try and write and play with the previous days photos every morning when I wake up before coffee. Sometimes that's not possible and I'll write 2 or 3 posts while sitting in a hotel late at night when I can't sleep. It helps me relax after a crazy day. Looking forward to the Cajun Corn recipe.

    MSgtB - with the clarinet though, we first have to make sure there are no randy moose in the area, they might take the sound for a lady moose looking for love.That's never pretty.

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  11. Bob - now we're going to have to watch that again. Love that and Blazing Saddles.

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