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Symphonic Saturday - Musical Adventures

music1I'm sorry I didn't post yesterday. I got into my homework and then it was off to a game night with some dojo friends.

At least, it was supposed to be a game night. We did a little informal game, but then as we became plied with drink, we soon found ourselves trying to play a smörgåsbord of instruments including a 5 string banjo, a keyboard, and a fife.

The fife is played rather flute-like only it has simple holes like a tin whistle and it is extremely hard to get a sound to come out of it. I have a newfound respect for anyone who played flute in my high school music classes. I almost got a sound out of it, but it's one of the harder things I've tried and it's so different than every other wind instrument I've used, that it has temporarily bested me. Or maybe permanently. We'll see. I don't like to completely remove an option from the table, but it was a little too frustrating when I could start collecting tin whistles or get a chanter for bagpipes or use the recorder I already own.

I tried the banjo too and it felt so foreign because the strings are all so different from the guitar. I wasn't sure what to do with it. I sort of tried to play a chord, but everything I tried sounded bad to me. I get my dad's someday, so I can learn to play that later. Maybe I should get him to teach me a few things on it when I'm there next. And the mandolin too.

I'm hoping we do it again. I could bring my trumpet if I can get my chops back in decent shape. I have a Trumcor stealth mute that would make it not overly loud for anyone's neighbours. I could also bring a ukulele and/or my guitar, and a practice pad for drumming with sticks.

Oh, now all I want to do is play all the instruments I own. Perhaps I'll just put out the trumpet as it has been a while for that one.

Then I need to make some preparation for B-Movie club tomorrow.

And that's how it flows today.
R~

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