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In keeping with my ridiculous and humiliating tradition of recording music before I have any idea how to play an instrument, this is me at about 2 1/2 weeks in. Of course a day was lost before I learned how to put the shoulder rest on in the correct direction (that greatly improved the feel of the chin rest,) and a day or two of learning how to hold the thing and figure out how to make it squeak, chirp, grind and produce a cornucopia of other inharmonious sounds. Special thanks to the wife for putting up with the cacophony coming from the man-cave. I will probably take this recording down shortly, since it is of no real interest or value and is, in fact, totally embarrassing. Yet it may remind some of you of those frustrating early attempts at playing the violin, when the bow felt about as friendly as an angry rattlesnake. I presume that I will improve over time, because I certainly can't get worse.
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Did you take it down? I can't access it. I would really like to hear it - I have also been playing just a few weeks.
@spinningwoman, yes I'm afraid I did. It was in a public place and I was afraid that someone would steal the work before I could formally publish it. It was tentatively titled, "Please Don't Ever Play That Again!" From Opus 234,343,142 of the Vault of Shame Concerto in the Key of 30 cents shy of D.
I can describe it for you, however, as having the general tonal quality of a fully loaded pig truck locking up it's brakes at 80 MPH, punctuated with the, seemingly alarming, bariolage passages reminiscent of a cat having it's tail caught in a suddenly closed door. Throughout the piece there are randomly repeating phrases that have been likened, by some of the kinder critics and the performer's family members, to the sound of someone dragging their fingernails across a freshly cleaned chalk board.
Most people find the piece to be so moving, in fact, that they must quickly leave the room, some with tears in their eyes and others so moved by the glorious strains coming forth that they run headlong from the room, shrieking wildly and covering their ears to avoid being overcome, by what I must assume to be, rapture. It's really too bad you missed it.
Don't worry though, it has now been a month and I'm currently working on a sneak preview of my next work, which some have suggested be called , "Oh God -- Not Again."
A positive attitude may not solve all your problems, but it will annoy enough people to make it worth the effort. ~Herm Albright
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