windshieldbug wrote:
What? Don't like Indonesian food?
I do miss the sate babi, rendang, gado-gado and nasi goreng.
Incidentally, the picture used for my signature is at a Chinese cemetery in Parakan, Central Java--about halfway between Semarang and Yogyakarta. My ex-wife's ancestors are buried there.
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LoyalTubist wrote:
I do miss the sate babi, rendang, gado-gado and nasi goreng.
You can always move to Holland
On topic: I don't mind as much that people buy expensive instruments and don't play them than if they buy them and then use them for some well-meant but awful crafts project
I've seen plenty of potentially good natural horns where they threw away all the weird, useless extra bits of metal, stuck some flowers in the bell and nailed them to the wall.
corbasse wrote:I don't mind as much that people buy expensive instruments and don't play them than if they buy them and then use them for some well-meant but awful crafts project
Instead of talking to your plants, if you yelled at them would they still grow, but only to be troubled and insecure?
I gave my Russian Army p.o.c. tuba to my partner to hang on his wall. I hated that horn so bad I never want to see it again. He put some ferns in the bell to hide where Alaska Airlines rumpled it and it looks real purty.
My uncle Tommy Hughes was a first class organist/pianist based out of N.Y.C.. He would only use a Baldwin Orgasonic piano or a Yamaha supplied and tuned by the bistro owners. He owned a Hammond C-4 organ that sounded so fine that the Hammond Company held their convention at the Lighthouse Inn-New London,Ct to have their crew hear this fine old organ and strive to equal or surpass it. Tommy had stops that sounded like a real french horn and others and he used the organ as his orchestra while he led with his right hand on piano.
Tommy died and left me his organ (Hammond). I don't play but I had a lady keyboardist in my four piece rock band who could pound it out like a male thug. Margie put her Hammond B-3 in storage and hooked her two Leslie speakers to Tom's C-4 and loved it. She said she missed the percussion on her B-3 but could feel Tom's spirit eminating from the organ and left many of his presets like he had them. Margie had a hobby of wreaking Oldsmobiles and a final crash did her in.
A nice music store helped me sell the organ to a church in Brewton, Alabama and as far as I know, Tom's Hammond is still holding forth every Sunday.
LoyalTubist wrote:
I do miss the sate babi, rendang, gado-gado and nasi goreng.
You can always move to Holland
This has nothing to do with location, if you have been following all of my posts...
This has to do with my divorce last year from my ex-wife, to whom I was married for 20 years. I could get that food at home and didn't have to get dressed up (or even dressed) to eat Indonesian food prepared by someone who was born in Indonesia.
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a few years ago my friend bought a yamaha upright grand piano rather inexpensively from a furniture store. The piano was traded in along with some other furniture when a client of the store had their house redecorated. The only down side was that the piano was finished in white lacquer. My friend didn't really care since it was just going to be in his studio and decor didn't matter. But it seems the origianl owners never played it either, they jsut got it for looks as it complemented their decor.
Do you think my wife would go for a big beauitful silver plated Willson tuba to put in our front window? All the neighbors would be jealous. i can see it now they would all rush out and buy one too in order to "keep up" then in a few years i can buy them all from them real cheap, when tubas as decor items become passe'
Reminds me of the "very valuable award", which was won in the movie "The Christmas Story."