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So, old family had a music heritage/tradition. I'm a secular-humanist/who-knows-what and am just loosely bound by rituals/anthropological-constructs/whatever.
Anyway, this 80+yrs old cousin sent us this link of a gorgeous classical piece featuring somebody playing castanets. Fine.
Now, I wasn't even going to open the link, but when I did, I burst out laughing. My dear mother had an old school, retro sense of humor, was a woman who loved dogs and commix strips (Snuffy Smith) and odd country politicians (Ross PEROT) - she was a diehard FDR Democrat, but PEROT made her laugh.
Anyway, when this ancient cousin sent me this piece of high art of somebody playing the castanets, I BURST OUT LAUGHING and I know my long gone mother would have, too. The performer looks so intense, so...
OneBlueDotBama
(1,385 posts)are having a hard time being focused as well, violin player ad the piccolo player especially.
UTUSN
(70,762 posts)UTUSN
(70,762 posts)But now I know what I look like "conducting" - I'm taling about the soloist!1
royable
(1,266 posts)Flawless performance, engrossing to watch. A virtuoso of her instrument.
UTUSN
(70,762 posts)Smickey
(3,341 posts)morning coffee. Thanks. Needed the laugh. By the way,
I was USN and spent some time in the mid 70's in Ogden.
UTUSN
(70,762 posts)My LST in Vietnam was actually built for WW II and there we were living on it in the river in Vietnam 30 years later, not minding the leaks or the three times rockets hit us (during my year). My second ship, USS Seattle, was brand new, built in Bremerton, WA, where we lived in apartments in Seattle for seven months until it was finished, then shakedown down the coast, stopping at Acapulco, through the Panama canal, six weeks tooling off the coast of Gitmo, Liberty in Haiti (yes, Liberty there) and New Orleans, and finally stopping at Mayport, FL, before ending up at homeport of Norfolk, VA. Then I got shore duty for my final seven months, while the Seattle went away to duty in the Med.
Speaking of coffee, we had a shipmate who would empty back what was left of his coffee into the pot, if we didn't watch him.