My cannon recital

Out of the wild blue yonder, I received the following emails.

Hi Asa, I am having my students come this Saturday and next Saturday to play at Geezerville during lunch time. However, I think only one student will be there this Saturday (everyone's schedule is crazy this spring).

The cool thing is that the one student who wants to play this Saturday is doing the 1812 Overture with me (1P4H). Would you like to be the cannon? (Nothing crude, you know!). I can bring a medium sized drum and you can whack at the designated times like the student who will play the timpani at our recital. If you decline I will certainly understand because this request does sound bizarre. Attached is the music. (I would include the mp3 but system servers would kick it out. If you want, I can send it individually to a personal email.)

Actually, I keyed it all in from an electric piano, but I have a sound module that "kicks butt" connected to my laptop where I can make the mp3s. That sound module has the most amazing stuff on it, like the "One," "Two," "Three" voice, explosions, many different types of applause (stadium, coffee house, cheering with whistles), dog barks, trains, along with orchestral instruments, rock'n out stuff, just crazy! (Hard to use the applause in an offertory at church.) Sandy

The day arrived. The 1812 Overture needs a tympani. Have you ever tried get a drum the size and shape of a VW into a Toyota? Sandy finally settled on a clean plastic paint bucket and a heavy duty rubber mallet from Lowe’s. It would work better if there was an opening underneath for resonance. We tested it first on Sandy’s foot. After resetting the metatarsal arch, we ready to begin.

But, first, Patty Proboscis just had to come over and ask what was going on. I resisted the temptation to tell her we were getting ready to make gravy for the turkey. I do not know why she irritates me so much, but she does… I am not alone in this, but I diverted.

We were ready to boom. I placed the “drum” on a Baptist hymnal. “The Solid Rock”, you know. The one piano and four hands was magnificent. I missed a couple beats, but we finished with a resounding almost thunder.

You are welcome to attend the encore recital this Saturday lunch.

AsA

My ship just came in.
I was at the airport.

Sammie

It was really neat. Sammie brought her piano students to lunch over two days for their Christmas recital. The music was wonderful. Some were more “wonderfuller” than others. After they finished, Sammie played some more Christmas songs for our dining pleasure. I went to the piano and stumbled through a few impromptu duets with her.

But, first, we had to bring the piano from the Activity Room to the Dining Room. Sammie shoved and I steered down the hall. Uh oh, we were caught by the Queen who got her Depends “all in a wad”. She followed us down the hall while saying every few feet, “You are going to knock it out of tune.” When we finally got there, she said, “Now, you have knocked it out of tune.” Always good at jumping to confusions, she failed to note that not a single note had been played. Except for my sour notes, the piano sounded perfect.

Here is another quote, “Why did they bring the good piano in. It was donated for “Name that Tune” and we can’t use it. [Name that Tune is held one Saturday a month where a pianist plays five notes for ten songs. Fifty notes.] That was not the way I heard it. I was told that a move-out left it for the entire facility. But, I could be wrong. I was once.

EbenezerElla Scrooge complained bitterly, “We can’t even hear ourselves talk. I think I have lost my hearing. Don’t know when I will be able to hear again.” It’s a good thing she was furthest from the piano or we would have had to call 911.

Although some missed their deceased spouse, the other 16 written comments were positive, including, “I don’t know why some people don’t know how to shut up and listen to the children. Some of our residents need a class on how to be nice to people, especially people who are giving of their free time.

Someone should warn EbenezerElla. They are coming back next Saturday. Goody, goody.

AsA

I don't read the paper & I don't watch TV & people ask me how I stay up with what's going on & I tell them breathing seems to help & since I haven't done serious damage to anyone yet, they usually leave me alone.