Ladies and Gentlemen, meet Flora the Flutist, a gifted musician who every evening at sunset makes her way to Palisades Park, sets herself up behind the rose garden overlooking the ocean, and treats the neighborhood to inspirational tunes ranging from Ave Maria to the Theme from Love Story. People come from miles around to hear her play and I'm no exception. In fact, I recently decided to take a page from her songbook. Several days ago, I secretly downloaded Ocarina, an application which turns your iPhone into a flute. Last night, I paid more attention than usual to Flora's concert. After she finished a particularly soulful version of Amazing Grace, a Little Old Lady with a German accent said, "That was beautiful. Can you play Blue Danube?" Flora glanced through her songbook. "I'm sorry," she said, "but I don't have the sheet music." This was my chance. I took the Little Old Lady aside, away from the "competition," and said, "Mam, I think I can play Blue Danube for you." I whipped out my iPhone, turned it on its side, activated the Ocarina application and began blowing into the microphone. The result sounded like a Funeral Dirge. "What was that?!?," asked the woman, laughing. "Amazing Disgrace," I said. And indeed it was ...!
Monday, July 27, 2009
AMAZING DISGRACE ... AT PALISADES PARK!
Ladies and Gentlemen, meet Flora the Flutist, a gifted musician who every evening at sunset makes her way to Palisades Park, sets herself up behind the rose garden overlooking the ocean, and treats the neighborhood to inspirational tunes ranging from Ave Maria to the Theme from Love Story. People come from miles around to hear her play and I'm no exception. In fact, I recently decided to take a page from her songbook. Several days ago, I secretly downloaded Ocarina, an application which turns your iPhone into a flute. Last night, I paid more attention than usual to Flora's concert. After she finished a particularly soulful version of Amazing Grace, a Little Old Lady with a German accent said, "That was beautiful. Can you play Blue Danube?" Flora glanced through her songbook. "I'm sorry," she said, "but I don't have the sheet music." This was my chance. I took the Little Old Lady aside, away from the "competition," and said, "Mam, I think I can play Blue Danube for you." I whipped out my iPhone, turned it on its side, activated the Ocarina application and began blowing into the microphone. The result sounded like a Funeral Dirge. "What was that?!?," asked the woman, laughing. "Amazing Disgrace," I said. And indeed it was ...!
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Oh Marty, delete that application, the dogs cannot weather the practice.
yes what bucko said
Catching up on blogs, and enjoyed all your recent entries! The fountain commentary was priceless! Glad you're back at 7th and Montana...sounds like you kind of missed the whackjobs. ;)
LOL You may have a pack of dogs as pets if you keep practicing outside!
be well...
Leave the music to the musician, please!!! = )
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