h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

not in later, temp' dropped and it's a might chilly, so it'll be early duvet diving
see you tomorrow

You sleep well!

It's not quite as cold here, but it's been in the minus Fahrenheit territory at night.

Fortunately, the house is really warm.

do you feel like "we should have moved here years ago" ? as it seems an ideal place

Nah. As crazy as all this is right now, it's just the right time.

Won't be around tonight - invited to choir practice. Wonder if I remember how to sing?

doh rae MEEEE! have fun

Didn't go after all - too exhausted. I fell into bed a 10.30 pm, and only woke up at 8 am.

I can just see you in a white cassock singing oh for the wings of a dove

We don't do cassocks in the Baptist church - we do choir robes. But you've about nailed it.

Actually, the reason my sister's already bespoke a piano from a fella - they'll deliver it in about a month, or whenever the snow melts and it can be moved - is because she wants a backup piano player...

My other nephew brought furniture last night about 10 pm. Now we've got a sofa and chair for people to sit on. The living room looks very civilised.

piano for church - sisters house or yours ? and who plays ? you or Elektra

so house warming party including a yearly eventon the 5th eh

Sister has a piano. But she bespoke one somebody has at a farmhouse, or some such, for me. I've been a piano player all my life, but all I have now is an electronic thingy. So she wants me to practice again.

We probably should have a party - but more likely, they'll just all end up here when the weather's better.

It's supposed to get up to 35F tomorrow - but it's also supposed to snow.

nothing wrong with electric/synth players etcmulti tones etc

when I think of pianos I think grandor the "honky-tonk" (spelling) like in cowboy saloons

my aunt uncle had one many many years ago
I was never in a position to learn music/piano/guitar/drums etc

I've played both kinds of pianos. This one will be a spinet - house piano.

I've even played pump organs, etc.

When I was a kid, everybody had some kind of old piano - especially at farmhouses in the hills. My great-great-uncle Hughesy used to bang out ragtime music on any old piano around, a powerfully built barrel of a man in bib overalls.

It weren't posh.

Our piano lessons came from gifted, but unknown, people. The most we paid for them was about 2 dollars an hour. Miss Lindquist (not her real name, though it was Swedish) did it for love, mostly.

Doesn't matter, we played it all - classical, hymns, pop, folk, old-timey country, etc.

Of course, my youngest sister has a university degree in it, but music's just a natural part of the landscape.

"a powerfully built barrel of a man in bib overalls" you don't need posh, you need soul and natural ability etc(other words to describe I can't find)but you know what I mean

I take it that you can also read/write music score then

on thisI am jealous

Oh, yeah. I learned to read music about the same time I learned to read. I guess my mom taught me.

See, she wanted to have a piano. Always did. But HER mom thought pianos were kind of disreputable. (You have to be from Mississippi to understand that, I think.) Anyway, as soon as my folks got their new house when I was six, she bought a piano and said, 'Okay, want to learn?' and taught me what she knew.

BUT, on the other side of the family, there was lots of musical talent - my aunt, my great-great-uncle Hughsey, etc. So my mom got her wish: the piano was almost never quiet.

Eventually, my maternal grandmother heard us play at a recital. And decided it was respectable and all...

I am bloody jealous

secondary school at the timehad "music" lessons, but to be taught something was another thing

to self learn wasn't an option in my life during 60's/70's
oh well! the saying goeswhen one door closes, another opens - nah! all mine slammed shut

My dad loved to listen and bellow along, but he couldn't play anything. We kids felt bad.

One time, we bought him a harmonica and a set of taped instructions. He messed around with it for half an hour, said, 'Hey! You have to PRACTICE this thing!' and quit.

Another time, my mom bought him a 'juice harp'. No go, he couldn't get the hang of it. Of course, she could - and she and her sister played in a harmonica band at school.

That was a tiny school - there were NINE people in my mom's graduating class.

ah! jaws harpI always had one in my coat pocket, the only thing I could playuntil the top set of teeth went

bet you can't put music to my song (in my P/S)

My Nonsense song.

Fish swim the mountains
Camels walk the sky
Pigs climb up custard tree's
this I wonder why ?

sing a song of nonsense
never mind the verse

sing a song of nonsense
just smell those lovely words

Tree's play chess with Pigeons
while dominoes make mud pies
some Ants will play the tuba
this I wonder why?

chorus!

A turnips made a great big dam
an ocean learns to fly
Caterpillars can drive a bus
this I wonder why?

chorus!

I don't know why I'm singing this
some chimneys start to cry
I'm on my way to a loonie bin
this I wonder why?


chorus!

Now, THAT's a shame. Like the song says, all God's chillun got a place in the choir.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NcG1JNpazN4