8:59 AM
This is another thing that happens when nothing happens for awhile.
(In other words say hello to the newmn when they arrive. The previous one would have made a more complete sentence.)
(As if anyone asked, thismn found the end of the fuse and is now working backward. and is grateful to have found a lillypad here along the way.)
(Not how it sounds! I just found the top step and am walking down. See you along the way.)
(On the way up the sights were grand. That's why I said, once, get used to being right all along. Beyond that is a chance to let it all hang out. Beyond that, is a ladder down. "Silly human race.")
... one of these days, still, if there's hope, I'll be fully humAn.
meanwhile I'm just A hole.
... all that was an attempt to say goodbye to those who get it... now I'm asking for a new breath of youtube. The neighbors are already calling the authorities.
[yeah, I'm admitting to a loss of mind but not of hearing, and the neighbs are used to that much]
... don't make me play Spirit!
(really, when you lose your mind it might take a couple of years to admit it, but until then...)
... this is what happens during an interlude ... mas musica pro tempore ...
(I see you boboquack, and I have a sweet duet in mind... bassoon and clarinet)
.... haven't found the best rendition yet, but it has been transcribed for viola and violin, as well as for trombone and euphonium ... it's by Beethoyouknow.
many good performances online but none of them completely lets go.
You've probably already found it. WoOoOoOoOoO 27
It's so difficult to play that most performers don't realize how crazy free it's meant.
Most of the notes don't need to be hit on target.
It is delicious, though, to hear each one served up . . . .
Et tu, @ffao, if you're really here, one recent remark was aimed toward you. I got used to being right, and left, and uppercut (and now I'm getting used to being wrong).
It's fun both ways. Get used to it.
Ow. That was my keystrokes talking. That's what I'm getting used to now. I've been too used to letting the fingers do the typing.
One of these days what's left of my mind will retake the helm.
... but, no, no relief, someone please post youtube music while we're not solving the world's puzzles . . .
. . .there was a ? mark in there . . .
. . . has it really been that long since the last videorama? If I had to dig deeper all that would show up is lint.
Or is it that you (whoever you are) feels like it has to be impressive? Were that the case I wouldn't be taunting you.
Don't make me to Sunday in the Park!
[sorry about the links not showing up]
As soon as someone blurts in with topic-appropriate matter I'll stifle. Until then, with better links if they work, this is filler.
At this time, I presume, anything is fair game. Someone else please throw in a bone. Or else.
Exclaimer: this is a brilliant song. Disclaimer: need it be said?
Gotta notice how these performers clutch their microphones and search for the camera. They're barely aware of each other.
That deserves an antacid.