Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Every Good Boy Does Fine.

Introducing the newest member of our family....

La tee dah and oo la la! I have always, but always wanted to learn to play the piano. Well, truth be told, I have always, but always wanted to learn to play the fiddle. However, I have started fiddle lessons about 47 times in my life and I can't play a note. I'm just lazy as hell and I never finish anything I start, but "this time for sure!" No, really, this time I'm gonna do it. My waib-sabi mommy learned to play piano in her 50's and I can too. I figure since I am still in my 40's, even if I peter out, I still have the next decade to try again. FinnigantheCurious says he wants to learn too and I just love the idea of that. There's a funny story here...
Before I had a child (which is when I knew everything about child-rearing), I used to think that people who homeschooled were, well, uh, weird. I used to make a joke to my mom that someday I was going to have a child and I was going to dress us up in matching clothes and we would sit together and learn to play the piano. I said this like it was a bad thing. HA HA HA. I'm almost positive that Finn and I will not be wearing matching clothes (although we may don our birthday suits), but I do envision a little mom and boy Body and Soul action taking place around here.
I've got to give her a name. The piano, that is. I'm thinking Gertrude. I think that came up from thinking of a Steinway. Gertrude Steinway. Of course she's not a Steinway, she's a Conway. Maybe I should name her Tim?
Muchos, muchos, muchos gracias to the fabulous Kappleman clan for passing her on to us. I do so love her. I do, I do.

Here's 3 of the 4 studly men who helped move this baby. Papa Chris had already gone by the time I stopped dancing around with joy and got out the camera. Charles, Isaac and Jackdaddy were happy to pose for a picture while having a well-deserved brewsky. These poor men on the left are grad students of Jack's and this is the sort of thing one does as a grad student. Or so I'm told. They promised that someday when they have grad students of their own they will make said students move ridiculously heavy pieces of furniture. The cycles continues.
Oh, this cool thing happened while I was moving stuff around trying desperately to find a place for Gertrude in my modest home. I had a stack of books in my arms and one fell out. I didn't recognize it at first. Lo and behold it turns out to be "Play the Piano Drunk Like a Percussion Instrument Until the Fingers Begin to Bleed a Little." Bukowski. I feel a moral obligation to do as I'm told in this case.

12 comments:

  1. Yippee for free labor! Can't wait to hear the music flowing out of your front door when we drive up to visit! xoxoD

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  2. My friend, Kathleen, started playing recently. She's been taking lessons for awhile now, but her son, Carter started before she did and he loves it. I think that's what inspired her to learn. She's one of the biggest music-lovers I know and her husband may be the biggest, so maybe it's in the blood.

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  3. Oh, that is just so fabulous to have those kind of friends (and free labor) that would part with that wonderful piano. It is just lovely and you and Finn will be so happy you have it, My advise: Take piano lessons.
    Usually once a week lesson for 30 minutes and it is worth it, believe me. If you don't want to be in the recital be sure to tell your teacher ahead of time.
    Merrymerry

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  4. MerryMerry gives good advice. If you DO take lessons you will learn and if you do NOT take lessons you will mess about and not learn. So there..I didn't think like this when I was young but now that I'm not, I can see.
    Ms.Mud

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  5. ummm, Bukowski. Now I have a Jones for Bukowski. She's a Conway, huh? Name her Twitty. Come on, you know you want to. :-)

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  6. That's pretty cool. Who knows, maybe you'll be able to assist in a musical some day?

    I don't play piano, but I've tried the flute and the harmonica...I don't play them either, but it was fun trying. :-)

    And, there is NO WAY you are in your 40's. I thought you were in your late 20's or early 30's, I'm not telling you that to make you feel good either, although go ahead and feel good. I'm serious. Laura

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  7. I had a dog named Gertrude Bird after some president's daughter...so said my mom. Congrats on your upright! Kristen Turner on Cullen is an awesome piano teacher if you haven't got one yet...she's schooled up everyone in my family but I. I was saving that for retirement...
    I love the image of you two playin' "Ethyl, get yer clothes on"
    or something better.

    see, I do read. hehe

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  8. This blog is just the highlight of my day. You have the mostest, funnest friends and they have such great sense of humors (senses of humor? Whatever, you know what I mean.)
    Not being a C&W fan I think Twitty Bird is the best.
    Merrymerry

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  9. Oh, y'all are so funny!!! I LOVE Twitty, but I'm sticking with Gertrude. The piano is clearly a "she," if you know what I mean. She's rather old and stately.

    Yes, we are taking lessons for sure. My friend Carolyn is gonna get me started, then on to official lessons when we get home. weeeee.

    Laura - My first piano composition will be a lovely gratitude sonata written just for you. I'm SO not in my 20s (thank god).

    Cheryl - I'm gonna call Kristen! Thanks for the tip.

    Merrymerry - YOU inspired me to start! I love you so.

    Nell - I'll invite you to my first recital. ahahaha.

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  10. Blaise - I forgot to say Thank you for the hilarious suggestion. I DO love the name Twitty...and you!

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  11. Now I can say it. I was for Gertrude all the time because this piano says so, modestly and with feeling. Maybe she would like you to learn some chords so you can sing along.
    Ms.Mud

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