Musical modus operandi
I am having An Unusually Bad ME Day and I had a friend here to infiltrate . . . instigate . . . inundate . . . invigilate . . . insanitate* . . . initiate** into the wonders of handbells***. She is going to write me an entry† but she’s busy driving home tonight.††
And so, in the absence of brain, and the presence of a strong desire not to mess over Branwen’s ground†††, I am not going to blog about handbells, and about how I’m about to be forced to ring my first handbell wedding‡, but speaking of performance, I thought I would give you a Playlet in Three Tableaux.
Tableau One: Person Earnestly Practising Her Mozart.
Tableau Two: Person Pretending to Be Practising Her Mozart, When in Fact She Is Playing There Is a Tavern in the Town (in the Town). I first started on this feeble memorisation schtick when Oisin told me you can look at your hands when you’re playing from memory. Now if I only had a memory.
Tableau Three: Person Having just Visited These Links, Having Been Thoughtfully Sent Them by b_twin, Who Has My Best Interests at Heart. I think
Originally provided by forum regular Mori-neko in one of the Talk forums
Page 1: http://www.flickr.com/photos/ch/150301671/sizes/o/
Page 2: http://www.flickr.com/photos/ch/150301737/sizes/o/
(and, as b_twin says, hiccup)
* * *
* Cause to be insane. Don’t you know anything?
** I told you I was having a bad day
*** Yes, it’s true. No friend is safe. Don’t try to get to know me, it’s dangerous.
† Or I will hunt her down and steal her Ringing World mug. http://www.ringingworld.co.uk/
She’s already a bell ringer, she’s got no excuse not to fall truly, madly, deeply in crazed obsession with handbells too.
†† Slacker. She could have written it after she got home. What’s three or four hours on the motorway?^
^ An excuse for a stiff shot of single malt and going immediately to bed with a nice vampire novel.
††† Her version doesn’t have to be true, it only has to be interesting.^
^ Flattering would be good too.
‡ I’d be perfectly happy never to ring handbells for a wedding! You can hide in a bell tower!^ You’re way too vulnerable, ringing handbells! Handbells are not only small, they make a small, tactful sound, so you have to be close to your audience!!!!!! Nooooo! I don’t want to! NOOOOOO!^^
^ When I am occasionally asked to ring a wedding at an unfamiliar tower, I ask suspiciously, is it a ground floor ring? Are you visible?+
+ Of course you’re not perfectly safe even in a tower. People can climb the ladder. Sometimes they bring cameras.
^^ And, you know, what do you wear? Wedding clothes?+
+ I wonder if I could say ‘I’ll only do it if we all agree to wear tuxes’? It would almost be worth it if we were all wearing tuxes. With white gloves. Hee hee hee hee hee.
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