Saturday, November 24, 2018

You Can't Dance Among The Cheese

This guy is just showing off tuning up with gloves on. Not being able to tune my violin without breaking strings or getting the dreaded string slack after fiddling (yup) endlessly with the stupid pegs even if you put rosin on them why oh why would it never work for me the horror—was the real reason I quit playing as a kid. That plus the battered case was forever spilling the thing into the aisles of the Park Sreet bus.


Ach, it sits in the upstairs closet and like Charlie Brown and the football, I keep trying to tune it with the same result every time.

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  1. This made me smile. I still have my violin under the stairs. I've nor played for 35 years but can't let it go.

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    1. Under the stairs seems like a good place to cut down on the guilt of a neglected instrument. Oops, feeling guilty again.

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  2. Hi Jeanna, somethings you just shouldn't give up on. One day when your hearing has somewhat diminshed maybe you're violin playing will sound like the music of angels!

    #MySundayPhoto

    xx

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    1. I give it a go every once in a while cuz I can still pluck the strings if these old bones don't feel up to the bow. But dagnabbit, it's still the same bloody thing when trying to tune it! Ha, yes, looking forward to the filter, Deb.

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  3. Even if he's showing off, I'm impressed! I look at that picture and think there must be a bigger story behind it. Goodl uck tuning your own violin! #mysundayphoto

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    1. I don't think he was showing off, just getting warm. I thought the same thing about a bigger story and if I were a few years younger and had been a few less days into the tour I would have sat down and chatted him up.

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  4. He was just showing off

    Thank you for linking up to #MySundayPhoto

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    1. Has, his instrument was worth showing off, Darren. Does that sound a tad obscene?

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  5. I've never tried playing or tuning a violin. Sounds hard. #mysundayphoto

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    1. It wasn't the ideal instrument to give a seven-year-old, Carol.

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  6. You just have to fiddle around without it!

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  7. Fantastic photo. Such an interesting moment to capture x

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    1. It's an interesting rest stop, with food carts and last time music.

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  8. I hate tuning strings. My daughter has a harp and I dread the ping of a broken string. #MySundayPhoto

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    1. I can not even imagine dealing with a harp.

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  9. i know that feeling of holding onto something you can't play but wish you could. someone gave me a folk guitar in Japan because I said I wanted to play one. I had the thing for months, then when it was time to leave, carried it on my back on the train from Kyushu to Tokyo and onto the plane. A decade later I gave it to my nephew who could play a guitar. A few months later I asked about it and he had traded it in for an electric guitar. Bonks my head against the wall. I couldn't believe it. I had visions of someone in the family finally playing it. Laughing.

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    1. I could actually play it at one time, Mary. I stopped lessons by the time I hit high school and was all about acting classes. I wish I had a guitar in high school, borrowed one and took one lesson but only money for one instrument I guess. I suppose the siren song of an electric guitar would be too much for a teenage boy, lol. Ah well, I wonder where your guitar ended up.

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  10. I have to agree that we all can't do everything! Great image.

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    1. I'd like to do at least one thing though, Betty.

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  11. Mine was a clarinet....broken reeds (or none cause I forgot to buy them).... spit clogged .... and yeah, the case that spilled parts everywhere. Oh the horror for sure.

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    1. I was sort of interested in the clarinet, that or flute. Eech, I don't know if I could have gotten past the spit, though, haaa. The Horror is right! I think broken instrument cases are the work of the devil.

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  12. Violin is not an easy instrument - I took lessons for 4 years, and then it was my brother's turn for music lessons. It was really too short for me. So I started playing the guitar (self taught) and when my kids became that age, I let them have lessons till they didn't want it anymore. They all three continued to play in adulthood, which gives me great satisfaction! Very interesting subject you brought up as an experience for All Seasons, Jeanna!

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    1. No it is not, J.! Four years isn't much at all but maybe enough to make you appreciate music in ways that others can't. I so wanted to play the guitar but they thought the violin or nothing at all (at least my mother did). That's fantastic that they kept it up.

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  13. It turns out I couldn't tune my guitar when I was teenager because I've got a tin ear. hahaha. It took over 30 years to learn I'm somewhat tone deaf. It was one of the first things the Husband told me when we were courting. Still doesn't stop me from singing. A few years ago I thought I wanted to learn the cello, even went as far as finding a local teacher and the cost to rent a cello. Maybe the yen will come back.

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    1. Ah, well that explains it but I had so much better luck tuning a guitar than a violin. Running in sand I suppose. Ha, I've been told the same thing although it didn't really stop me either. My dad would sing the loudest in church and he was the most tone deaf of us all. If you have that urge, go for it girlfriend!

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