Dear sweet mother of Diogenes. But you’d have to wonder if Watson and Crick had afternoon car-crash telly in mind when they were working on their discovery. I happened to encounter a programme the other day where the parentage of a kid was being questioned. And truly sad as it is that such is the case. Surely, having all the crap exposed on the TV can’t be good for anyone.
Having returned to Coffee after a three month or so hiatus. I’m now halting any worry and buying the best I can afford. At this stage it a sheep or a lamb option, for if I’ve to suffer the hell of withdrawal every month or so I may as well drink gorgeous coffee during the interim.
The musical hobby/career/self inflicted torture has being going apace. But if I knew then what I know now I mightn’t have started.
Needless to say my notion of cavatina was vastly over expectation. And I never thought that any of the Punk Rockers were anything other that knuckle dragging gorillas so it was with shock I’m now thinking that they have a good bit of merit, for their time.
Anyhows, I’ve now got about twenty short pieces of the likes of The yellow rose of Texas; Red river valley; Amazing Grace; Morning has broken; the Sloop John B &co. As I said short stuff and kinda folksy.
And who knew that TAB is as old as normal music notation and about two hundred times easier when using a guitar. Using the TAB I don’t have to ‘translate’ from the notation to a keyboard and transpose upside down and mirrored. It’s easy-peasy when held by the mental gymnastics of notation.
You’d have to wonder at those music teachers that inflict on kids -that have no method of analysis- the convoluted techniques. ‘Tis no wonder that kids chuck music at their earliest opportunity.