I am sitting on a covered porch, above a gurgling stream, listening to a soft rain, looking across to the next mountain, growing angrier by the minute, as I wait and wait and wait for this dialup connection to respond. There is really something inherently wrong with this picture. I may really be addicted to TubeNet!
I am fortunate to have a great job that feeds my family well, but music feeds my soul.
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Without even googling it, I already (somehow ) know that there must be a tuba ensemble arrangement of this.
Can anyone think of an even worse instrument (or combination of instruments) as a candidate for a transcription of this work to even further assault our sensibilities?[/quote]
yup, there is an arrangement. Now, in answer to your question--probably either accordian ensemble or bagpipes.
bloke wrote:Can anyone think of an even worse instrument (or combination of instruments) as a candidate for a transcription of this work to even further assault our sensibilities?
Yes. Adagio fo Bagpipes, or Adagio for Oboes.
Instead of talking to your plants, if you yelled at them would they still grow, but only to be troubled and insecure?
bloke wrote:Can anyone think of an even worse instrument (or combination of instruments) as a candidate for a transcription of this work to even further assault our sensibilities?
Yes. Adagio fo Bagpipes, or Adagio for Oboes.
A saxophone choir of this would make want to find the nearest tall building and end it all....
Just ordered a G&W Taku from WWBW. They's running a 20% off sale. Lord knows I need another mouthpiece.
And flushed and cleaned the horn tonight. The thing about keeping copious amounts of oil in the horn is that it probably does encourage mildew. But I figure the mildew is kind of like the canary in the coal mine. When it makes its presence known (by slight smell -- I don't let it get bad), it's time to clean.
I took my two oldest kids fishing yesterday. Nobody on the lake was catching much, because a couple of speedboaters decided it would be fun to spend Labor Day burning as much gas as possible. I did catch one fish, Jacob caught a Cheez-It box (his casting out into the lake to snag it was quite impressive), and Savannah caught me (always bring an antiseptic when fishing.) Still, it was the best time we had in a while.
1. Kid gives teacher wife tomato plants at year end.
2. Realize they are cherry tomatoes mid summer.
3. Get tired of salads soon after.
4. Cherry tomatoes going to waste.
5. Idea! Slice in half, roast in grill with hickory chips, season with garlic, basil, oregano, salt and pepper.
6. Squish with potato masher.
7. Enjoy garnished with parmesan, on toasted French Bread, and a glass of chard.
This is incredible good! What a pleasant surprise! No more wasted tomatoes, as the riper the better.
I am fortunate to have a great job that feeds my family well, but music feeds my soul.
I was watching the Cowboys game and a bank commercial came on. I believe it was Wells Fargo. In this commercial, they've got this slogan that ends with "Your covered." For ten points, what is wrong with that part in quotation marks?
TexTuba wrote:I was watching the Cowboys game and a bank commercial came on. I believe it was Wells Fargo. In this commercial, they've got this slogan that ends with "Your covered." For ten points, what is wrong with that part in quotation marks?
Is it because Wells Fargo is excluding its potential nudist clientele?