Well, I have to paint any pictures on this post mostly with words. I forgot to take my camera with me for the past several days. Well okay, I might upload a few web pictures, just for oomph. cause I don't have any! Oomph, that is. I have been going non-stop all week and am ready. to. stop.
Here is my next un-thought out project.
Now I am~
1. still singing in the original performance cause that one doesn't have an orchestra.
and 2. playing for another one in East Japip-ville, that I wasn't previously going to, AND , yes, still getting up to sing whenever I am not playing. So hah, the joke's on me!
And really after all those words up there that seem like complaining, I am pretty happy. Cause, unlike my foray into flute playing, I actually was half decent on bassoon once, and have some reserves to call upon. But I am still scrounging around to get a good reed or two.
Here are the keys that are for the left thumb alone. There are ten. For one thumb.
Bassoon is one crazy instrument. After I get my fingers all limbered up, I will challenge any takers to a thumb wrestling match. Left Thumb Wrestling. The right thumb only has four or so keys.
Mozart for bassoon isn't really all that hard. Word on the street is that Mozart liked writing for the bassoon. I played his bassoon concerto for my recital at college. It was o-kay, not my favorite, but kind of a standard, have- to- get- it- in- your- repertoire kind of thing. I definitely think he was not as fond of altos.
Now I have to go and sit somewhere with my feet up and do nothing more taxing than a crossword, or stare or something.
Wishing all a lovely Sunday evening, and a not too bad Monday.