tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8388355369212672782.post7488236031295539987..comments2023-04-16T06:57:19.927-07:00Comments on Dr. Bob's Nightmare: The High RegisterGabbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13478354205495474800noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8388355369212672782.post-55464515572714819122009-02-09T06:00:00.000-08:002009-02-09T06:00:00.000-08:00Once upon a time I played the clarinet, too. I thi...Once upon a time I played the clarinet, too. I think it was in junior high. I loved music class. There was a comforting and familiar "smell" in the music room; not unlike the fragrances that we associate with school libraries, sciences classes and locker rooms. Thanks for sharing another little part of your early life.Maryleehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08560647589410435917noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8388355369212672782.post-19110768587542231492009-02-08T19:33:00.000-08:002009-02-08T19:33:00.000-08:00Actually, my parents' taste in music was excellent...Actually, my parents' taste in music was excellent, for the most part. I got exposed to great stuff. But they took, as Jews, a hefty dislike of my playing Wagner operas, and my mother couldn't understand how I could stand all the screaming in rock and roll. But they did give me an incredible appreciation for Big Band music. I love the Dorseys, Goodman, Vaughn Monroe, Artie Shaw, and even Klezmer stuff. Never did get what they saw in Connie Francis and Streisand, but Harry James and Cab Calloway rocked.Gabbyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13478354205495474800noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8388355369212672782.post-15243275266175338862009-02-08T19:23:00.000-08:002009-02-08T19:23:00.000-08:00*sigh* beautiful music...rhapsody in blue is some ...*sigh* beautiful music...rhapsody in blue is some of my favorite.<BR/><BR/>and I always dug Benny Goodman as a band leader.Charhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03851293154388793520noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8388355369212672782.post-61120416843081996642009-02-08T19:09:00.000-08:002009-02-08T19:09:00.000-08:00This comment has been removed by the author.willhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15590217997145761582noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8388355369212672782.post-1633487270776632362009-02-08T17:28:00.000-08:002009-02-08T17:28:00.000-08:00TB: Great news! My 12-year-old is available for ad...TB: Great news! My 12-year-old is available for adoption. Hey, in the right hands, an accordion <B>can</B> be bliss. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KZ314hldal4Gabbyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13478354205495474800noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8388355369212672782.post-50068184536090319322009-02-08T17:05:00.000-08:002009-02-08T17:05:00.000-08:00Gabby, I totally want to adopt you as a 12-year ol...Gabby, I totally want to adopt you as a 12-year old. Your little childhood person just makes me smile.<BR/><BR/>I have to say that, as a tango dancer (and I'm not the only one to say this, I'm sure), that I happen to love the accordion (or bandoneon). And it's not that dorky... if held in the right hot little hands:<BR/><BR/>http://www.flickr.com/photos/tangobaby2/3039809923/in/set-72157609334867157/<BR/><BR/>She plays for an Irish band in SF called Culann's Hounds and that accordion is sweeeet.tangobabyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01288974184200212536noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8388355369212672782.post-15850583940589628192009-02-08T10:58:00.000-08:002009-02-08T10:58:00.000-08:00There's a great joke, Bill. Guy parks his car outs...There's a great joke, Bill. Guy parks his car outside a bar on a busy street. He locks it carefully because his accordion is in the back seat. After a round or two he hears shattering glass and races out to see his car, the back window broken. Someone has put a second accordion on the seat.Gabbyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13478354205495474800noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8388355369212672782.post-27067177391768173962009-02-08T09:29:00.000-08:002009-02-08T09:29:00.000-08:00Now you have to explain the photo at the top of yo...Now you have to explain the photo at the top of your story.<BR/><BR/>ps: even worse - as a kid I played the accordion.willhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15590217997145761582noreply@blogger.com