He's most excited that he knows how to play B, D and C. Or to the layman - arm right in, arm halfway out and arm stretched as far as you can go.
I've felt it necessary to warn the neighbours. Especially as one neighbour commented today on how well Blossom's clarinet playing seems to be coming along ...
Okay, so we're THAT loud.
I've told Firegazer that he needs to pick himself an instrument and I need to take up piano again and we'll launch the EasternMax Family Jazz Quartet. Maybe next year.
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The title of this blog has my ears crying, I can just hear it :)
Will the EasternMax Family Jazz Quartet perform for us on YouTube?
Aren't I horrible, but I'm not going to encourage Monet to play an instrument?!
Does he open the spit drain whilst still standing on the carpet in the lounge room, or have you taught him to go somewhere else for that?
Chook of all people also played the trombone at school - and look how he turned out. I blame the trombone.
Ouch! I feel for you AND the neighbors. But you will be grateful later. Much later. When you are a famous jazz ensemble touring the world to critical acclaim.
Boy on a bike: Must remember about the spit drain... must also get Chook to come over and provide PL with lessons on how not to sound like a cow crying for its lost calf.
My daughter is on her second year with violin - I can assure you, whip them through practice hard and you will be getting something more favourable in a month!
We can now get Hot Cross Buns in three different keys, with the occasional swing rhythm.
Joe can join your boy - then there would be two cows crying..
Make sure you include the north on your national tour - I can't miss this!
And once you're all equipped with your instruments, you can make the whole family performance outfits out of the curtains.
Oh, I have perfect purple velvet cordurouy curtains for just that purpose!
Oh I am dreading what musical instrument my girls choose... the oldest was drumming on a book in the car on the weekend, all in time.... oh dear....
Hi M.
Love your blog. Boy pointed me to it recently and I'm catching up on back reading. Pity we missed you at dinner recently but we're planning something for Boy's up coming birthday in a few weeks so will keep you posted.
Not sure if Boy has already mentioned this - Junior recently started guitar lessons. He has an electric guitar and practices without the amp plugged in. I don't think this will last long though and wonder how long before the neighbours start commenting.
Boy's J xo
LOL The title of your blog post says it all plus more, very descriptive. I have to suffer through round after round of piano scales, until I hear it in my sleep. I can 'tune' it out though, although it makes me want to bang my head on the splash back, repeatedly....
youtube yours as well, and put it by melinda's. What a concert!
No curtains to offer here, but I can offer some used timber blind slats for effect?
Your cow crying vs my cat screeching from Canberra to your cow in Sydney. Three weeks of intermittent practice and not a lot of progress in this household (note to self - must try Jeanie's whipping hard trick - JUST JOKES!!!)
I must be channeling Fairlie today.
Every comment I go to make has already been made by the lovely Fairlie.
So, to the point, I was going to ask if you would get a bus with a lovely stencil on the side. But now I won't.
Fairlie made me laugh. Someone once told me that brass instrument players, particularly trumpeters, fart a lot, something to do with the air pressure. I'm not sure I'd ever want to find out in person if this is true or not... but maybe you will now?
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