I do believe we are raising a musician
Mar. 1st, 2012 11:45 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
banjoplayinnerdLast night I got home from work and as usual was gang-tackled by my minions. "Go show Grandpa what you found today," my wife said to Igor the Younger.
He disappeared and came back blowing a harmonica. "We were over at Value Village this afternoon looking for costuming stuff," she explained. "He kept running off and getting into stuff like he usually does right up until the point he found the harmonica and put it right into his mouth and started playing. He played it for two straight hours."
He has excellent taste. It's a Hohner Bluesband in C, not like one of those cheapie Chinese harmonicas we've bought for $1 at a couple of places around town. I gave it a couple of test blows and it bends the #3 note like it's supposed to.
Now I'm not going to claim he's a natural born Sonny Terry or Elwood Blues or anything like that. His playing so far consists of random notes in chords at random intervals up and down the harp, and he's able to keep it at a reasonable tone rather than just full-bore blasting into it.
It's just nice that he's found an instrument that he can't knock out of tune like the banjo or ukulele, and gives him an idea of what a proper chord is supposed to sound like. I have a hunch he could grow up to know something about music if he isn't careful.
Igor the Older of course wants to get in on the act. She likes borrowing the harp, but he's actually better with it than she is. At one point she suggested that Igor the Younger get his harp, I get my banjo and she get the ukulele and we could start a band.
Sure, it sounded like an industrial accident in a musical instrument factory, but hey, even Wyld Stallyns had to start somewhere.
He disappeared and came back blowing a harmonica. "We were over at Value Village this afternoon looking for costuming stuff," she explained. "He kept running off and getting into stuff like he usually does right up until the point he found the harmonica and put it right into his mouth and started playing. He played it for two straight hours."
He has excellent taste. It's a Hohner Bluesband in C, not like one of those cheapie Chinese harmonicas we've bought for $1 at a couple of places around town. I gave it a couple of test blows and it bends the #3 note like it's supposed to.
Now I'm not going to claim he's a natural born Sonny Terry or Elwood Blues or anything like that. His playing so far consists of random notes in chords at random intervals up and down the harp, and he's able to keep it at a reasonable tone rather than just full-bore blasting into it.
It's just nice that he's found an instrument that he can't knock out of tune like the banjo or ukulele, and gives him an idea of what a proper chord is supposed to sound like. I have a hunch he could grow up to know something about music if he isn't careful.
Igor the Older of course wants to get in on the act. She likes borrowing the harp, but he's actually better with it than she is. At one point she suggested that Igor the Younger get his harp, I get my banjo and she get the ukulele and we could start a band.
Sure, it sounded like an industrial accident in a musical instrument factory, but hey, even Wyld Stallyns had to start somewhere.
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Date: 2012-03-01 09:34 pm (UTC)"You must be Ee-gor."
"No, it's Eye-gore."
"They told me it was Ee-gor."
"Well, they were wrong, weren't they?"
IMO one of the four or five best American movies ever made.
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Date: 2012-03-01 09:46 pm (UTC)"Soitainly. You take the blonde, I'll take the one in the turban."
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