I've finally done it! I've found a cello teacher AND a cello, and lessons have commenced.
This is my teacher. His name is Ben. He's very nice. He says cello-playing should be fun - as in, "I know the piano accompaniments to some of the pieces I'll be teaching you, so we can play together; it'll be fun!" I'm all for that.
I suspect he has an IV of Advil concealed somewhere about his person to make the mistakes of beginners like me less of a headache and a strain on his ears.
I suspect he has an IV of Advil concealed somewhere about his person to make the mistakes of beginners like me less of a headache and a strain on his ears.
I've not named him or her yet, and I'm open to suggestions. He/she is very nice, too. We have a rental relationship at the moment, courtesy of the nice people at Gaile's Violin Shop in College Park. Should we still be together and getting along well in a year, I may look into adoption.
Did you know Charlie Chaplin played the cello? And he was a left-handed player at that. There's even a CD of some of his compositions. Lovely stuff.
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