Re: Musical families
- From: Steven Bornfeld <dentaltwinmung@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- Date: Sat, 17 Mar 2007 23:07:23 GMT
Ken Cashion wrote:
On Sat, 17 Mar 2007 20:57:57 GMT, Steven Bornfeld
MBarnett wrote:Greg Thomas wrote:Ah, Enoch Light and the Light Brigade--I remember my dad's early low-end audiophile inclinations, with the bongos bouncing from left to right to demonstrate the separation of channels...
Chuck's post about his grandfather in the Mojo thread brought this to mind. How many of us come from musical families? Brothers, sisters, mom, dad, whatever.Both of my parents loved music, and my mom played piano as a girl. Our home was regularly filled with the sounds of Glenn Miller, Strauss waltzes, Chet Atkins, Herb Alpert, Enoch Light,
Will you guys knock it off! I feel old enough as it is. When some
adult starts talking about the OLD days and they are talking about my
music...well, it sorta' hurts.
OK, so just two nights ago I was listening to my LPs of Enoch Light,
Martin Denny, Billy May, Ferrante and Teicher, and Mystic Moods (now
THERE was nice music), I was also listening to modern stuff like Herb
Alpert and Sergio Mendes (& Brasil '66)...mmm...I wonder what year
that Mendes LP was done....so this doesn't mean those that hear this
are ancient...they are...they are...well...they are well-rounded
musically. And they probably have a couple of "101 Guitars of Tommy
Garrett", as well.
You act like this is old music. "Bicycle Built For Two" -- now THAT
is old music.
Ken, smarting a little.
If it makes you feel better Ken, I know for whom "Bicycle Built for Two" was written for.
etc.. Both of my sisterstook piano lessons for a few years, but never stuck with it. My older brother took trumpet lessons, but quit after a couple of years also. Although my mom has a very nice (and large!) electronic organ, she rarely plays. My younger brother still has a nice Gretsch drum kit and a couple of guitars, but has allowed himself to become so overwhelmed with obligations that he never has time to play .... a shame, too, as he was once a very good drummer. That leaves me, and I'm an addict. I play guitar every day, even if it's only for a few minutes. Music is my refuge; my hiding place; my escape from the world.
On Cheri's side, her dad was pretty much a prodigy on piano accordion. My local music store has a picture of the (once) store-sponsored accordion band, and in the front row, holding an accordion that's half his size, is her daddy at about 8 years old. Cheri says he could play just about anything after hearing it a couple of times. He played up until his death in '64, and the bed-time routine at her home involved Daddy playing polkas and popular songs, accompanied by her mom on echo harp, marching Cheri & her sisters to each of their bedrooms. Cheri and her older sister took accordion lessons, and her middle sister played clarinet, but Cheri is the only one who still plays (keyboards and harmony vocals now).
We encouraged our sons to play. I took violin lessons with our oldest son, but the teacher we had was too much for either of us, so he switched to piano. He has a great ear and ability for playing music, but rarely plays the guitar I bought him. The youngest played flute in school band for several years, and has a guitar that he noodles on, but neither of them really have any "drive" to play.
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