The little dear arrived safely yesterday, and is 45" high and weighs a ton. I'm glad I didn't have to do the pushing on this one.
Playing the piano is like riding a bicycle: you never really forget how to do it, but if it's been a while you feel rusty and a bit embarrassed to do it in front of anyone. Flipping through our new book of piano classics, I recognized a lot of old friends. I'm not sure they recognized me, though. Well, you know the old joke.
Q: How do you get to Carnegie Hall?
A: Practice, practice, practice.
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Yes, but unlike the bicycle, I imagine that re-uniting with the piano will never make you fear that you are about to careen down the side of a canal and drown, entangled in your backpack.
congratulations! you'll have the whole house redone before I make it out again at this rate... =P
Congratulations!! That's very exciting. What a great addition to your home! I'm sure you'll be getting back up to speed in no time at all, and that your daughters will pass you up before you know it. :-D
Can I come over and listen? And maybe practice "Fur Elise?"
Ooh, she's pretty!
Beautiful. We just got one too!
Congrats.
:)
I love the picture! Now we will just have to see if those darlin' girls inherited the family talent.
Hopefully!
A blessed day to you...
But can they play Smoke on the Water?
No, but if you hum a few bars they may be able to fake it....
hehe. Actually it just occurred to me that given our age difference that you may not be familiar with with the tune, let alone the cultural significance (if that's the right term). I mean no offense to this, but did you get the joke? If not I'll explain because odds are at some other point in your life it will come up again. ;)
I confess I didn't get it, so you'd better edify us (if "edify" is the right term for it...).
It's true that you're older than I am, but you can take comfort in the fact that age ain't nothin' but a number, Pops.
Well, I didn't get it either and I'm old enough to be Darwin's mother!
Yeah, age ain't nothin' but a number but there is a cultural divide in many cases.
Anyway, there's a song by Deep Purple called Smoke on the Water (early 70's). It was/is a popular song with a very distinct guitar riff. It's a very simple riff to follow and play on any instrument. i.e. I can't read music or play any instrument, yet give me a guitar, bass guitar, piano, or organ ...even a kids xylophone and I can play this riff. But that's where it gets funny. I'm not alone, in fact it seems that EVERYBODY from my generation knows how to play Smoke on the Water. It's one of those things where when a non-musician is hanging out with someone who is will ask "show me how to play Smoke on the Water". We may have thought it was just *us* but we have learned that the same story applies to everyone.
They have played off that cultural thing in numerous sit-coms and in the movie School of Rock (it's the first thing he teaches the kid to play - of course, it's one of those things that old farts like myself found very clever and funny, but I'm sure it was missed on others).
I did a search to find out what the notes are and found this wikipedia entry.
I just searched youtube and found these hits but am on dialup so unable preview them for you. The fifth one down appears to be Deep Purple performing the song, but note how the nature of all the other videos appears to demonstrate what I am describing.
Enjoy!
oops... youtube search results for Smoke on the Water.
Actually, now that you describe it, I know what you're talking about. I just played the riff in your honor.
Kewl. Now you're an accomplished musician too! ;)
1. Congratulations! It is beautiful!
2. Cute girls! I am amazed that you were able to get them to sit so placidly together at the piano.
3. I also like their matching dresses.
4. Your house, from the photos I've seen, looks very modern and cool.
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