Saturday, September 3, 2011

More Tunes

A pleasure I've returned to in this recently-adjusted life is that of hearing live music on my street, especially during summer when people play in their yards, or with every door and window flung open. Many a morning I've awoken to my lovely friend/neighbor -- the venerated banjo player Candy Goldman --

-- on her porch plucking at strings. I've had the treat numerous times of drifting off to sleep with my bedroom window open, a party at Candy's still in full-fiddle. Sometimes a trio or quartet of musicians will spill onto the driveway or parking strip, and it's a veritable symphony of old-time music, free for the listening. It's heaven.

So imagine my surprise when Candy called me this week to say that she'd heard what sounded like Italian music coming from my house. My house?! I tried to recall what I've been listening to, and scratched my head. I had no idea what she was talking about.

"T.," she said, "it was you playing the concertina. Felt like a I was in a Fellini movie."


Um, well. I do recall practicing my key of C, and then some messing around with improvised tunes. But Candy was listening to me play music?!! This was quite the turn-around.

I was stunned. I thought, I can do this?!

Needless to say, she made my day. My week, actually.
And yesterday, my Handbook for English Concerina arrived in the mail.

Looks like I have some practice ahead.


  1. That's a great story! It is interesting how much more public it is to sit around playing music in a backyard or even in a house in a city. Enjoy the concertina!

  2. This story makes me beam, T - esp. this bit. . . "I was stunned. I thought, 'I can do this?!'"

    Stunned into realization - love it!

    And you, dear T. . . you're inspiring as ever.

    Here's to you and your concertina ; ) xo

  3. I would just die from the joy of being compared to someone playing music in a Fellini movie.

    Congratulations to you.

  4. I'm with Elizabeth...aye-yi-yi die from it. The heavens poured honey on you. It is coming together. xo

  5. Mama has a squeezebox... photos pliz! I used to have a small accordion, damme if I know why I sold it.