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Thanks for the Wagner PPP. Would you believe that years ago, we borrowed the recording of the entire opera complete with the libretto and cranked up the volume when our neighbors were away for holiday! It was wonderful. Thanks for posting this.
Richard, I'm horrible with guessing. Even when a blatant clue is right in front of me. Anyways, I'll make a try and guess it's your birthday. If I'm right, Happy Birthday! If I'm wrong, go ahead and be amused at my guess.
Time for a nap. I just happened to wake up awhile ago and couldn't get back to sleep right away. Back to bed for me.
Today is my birthday. I got an e-mail saying I'd see the cake today, but I don't see the cake!
I don't know if men climb Everest to enjoy the journey, to reach the summit, or both. Knowing some of the difficulties, though not from experience, I find it hard to believe the journey is enjoyable. Yet not all of them make it to the top or even make it back. Do they still enjoy the journey, do these vexations of the spirit offer adequate reward?
And yet, do we not do the same thing with our music? The rewards I get from learning easy pieces, despite the quality and pleasure I get from the music, are not a ha'p'orth compared to just measurable progress on pieces that constitute my horizon.
As I wave another year goodbye, my list of summits increases and the time remaining decreases. I have long since left myself needing snookers.
I'm having a birthday binge on postings; two baroque pieces, one classical and two Romantic. These persecutions are among my current sources of deep joy and satisfaction. At least these ones all have an end in sight. I'm tackling others where it's a hopeless cause but I enjoy the battle no less.
Wish you a very very happy and prosperous birthday Sir Richard! (Looks like Griffin is not too horrible with guessing ) And thanks for the musics, but I was expecting your performances. Please share some of your performances with us on this happy moment.
I'm getting too behind Rossy I WAS wondering out loud about your absence, in my mind (may sound funny but it's true. I can never forget you, Rossy). I just got no time to post. Sorry for that. It's really good to see you back. But I didn't get your story completely! Further simplification needed
Rupak, thank you very much for your good wishes. Since Griffin's recital and my recovering the Schubert Impromptu last month I have given serious thought to posting a performance. I do, however, have a small logistical problem getting the piano and the computer in the same room for however long it's going to take (I won't be happy with one go!)
Since both PC and piano are in frequent daily use this will be too much of a disturbance in the near future. Also, since I'm back to practising regularly again my wife has given me permission to squander some of the boys' inheritance upgrading my 23 year old Clavinova which is unlikely to last me, er, to the end, as it were! I now have to decide the merits of adding a used U1/U3 to an already crowded house (which will probably mean waiting a few years until the lads go to University) or upgrading to a new DP. The new Rolands look interesting but they're not available just yet. Either way, I'm unlikely to be recording before the late summer but I do have it in mind.
Well I'm another boomer who still loves the sixties sounds. I was trying to think of a song that encapsulated the sound of the sixties. This is the one I thought of. Not a lyric necessarily but a sound - although the inspiration for the lyric is very sixties too.
A glutton for punishment, I saw Easy Rider and Midnight Cowboy at the movies on the same day.
That must have been a little depressing ... after seeing Easy Rider I bought the first of my many motorcycles ... finally gave them up after thirty years of riding ... great times and great memories of some epic road trips ... now I ride a piano bench