2:12 PM
Album being Bush of Ghosts by Byrne and Eno:
Really? 36 years ago? And I'm still going to court for disturbance of peace charges from then?
One of these days I'll get a new calendar.
Still looking for the hard version of "Story of my Life" but until then, possible repeat:
... back when hard and punk overlapped ...
check out the mopless tops, lots of fast forwarding required:
My favorite piece to play on euphonium, played by horns as nature intended, complete with the danger of shark attack:
(A euphonium is a French horn disguised as a tuba.)
Once again, not the piece searched but not bad either:
How does such a sweet little sound come out of that piece of industrial plumbing?
(I know the answer, by the way, and it ain't always so sweet or little.)
(On the most dangerous instruments, it seems, YouTube runs away as if they were naked.)
(I should unhack my microphone and spew some disharmonies.)
Playing euphonium on YouTube seems to be like steamrolling an egg shell.
The instrument can lilt lighter than air.
But it can bite a piece of pavement with ease as well.
Again, nobody wants to see that talent recorded it seems.
I don't either. I just double hacked my computer's inputs just to make sure.
But it's a wonder to behold. A euphonium that is.
Going on unabated, euphonium is an instrument of destruction. I love to flit among the high notes as if heaven were earthbound.
Then, given the chance, I rip the guts out of any passage. There is no bottom range on that instrument.
How hyperbolic, which means passionato.
(Yeah, fellow notation nerds, "a passionato." Circumstances prevented an edit in time.)
"a passionata"? Correct me if I'm only... as the icon sez ...
Until the next correction, it's time to keep the speakers warm (slower than I play it but, again, not bad):