Greenhouse and cello in 1975
Pingy
Many complain they lack storage space.
But they should remember: there’s always room for a cello!
Fascinating article. A Stradivarius turned up in a vault here in Milwaukee and was eventually sold to the Milwaukee Symphony Orchestra Foundation for use by its concert master. When the concert master moves on, the violin stays here and is lent to the new CM.
A friend was invited by a business colleague of her husband’s to attend a private dinner at anunknown home on the east side. Access to this dinner had been purchased at a charity auction, so my friend did not know where she was going. After the guests had gathered for cocktails and hors d’oeuvres in the living room, the man of the house came down the stairs with a violin tucked under his arm. It was the symphony orchestra’s concert master, and he treated the guests to an hour’s worth of music played on the “new” Strad. My friend is NEVEER going to forget that evening.
Am I the only one who noticed in the article that his “wonderful family” STOLE HIS CELLO, had a replica made, and gave the old man the replica to play? And he never knew.
Obviously they see nothing wrong with this; in fact, they want to be congratulated for their treachery, the way they blather about it to the New York Times.
I’m pretty sure it’s called theft, conversion, and elder abuse, for starters.
I’ve heard of greedy kids, but this bunch takes the cake.
Great article, and thanks for posting it. Regarding the relationship between a musician, and his instrument,,,
I’ve played electric guitar and pedal steel for over 50 years. 1/2 of my income for sure. I played a Telecaster. One has to “dominate” a Tele. Great guitars, but you must be very firm with them to get what you want. I’m a finger-style player, so I’m somewhat of an oddball. I stopped in a music store in Streetsborrough, and there was a ‘57 Strat. Rattle-canned black, with the previous owner’s name in stick on post box letters. The guitar was amazing! I went back every day for 10 days before trading for it. The guitar spoke to me as a partner. I didn’t have to “dominate” it. It worked with me. The nuances of my style were presented by this guitar magnificently. No forcing it into submission. I’ll have it until I die, then my Sister will sell it at a garage sale for $25. Wonder what it will sound like when it’s 300 years old!
http://www.strat-talk.com/forum/pre-cbs-strats-before-1966/133498-my-57-a.html
Baddest Thing I Ever Done Was Just To Be Your Fellow That Didn't Seem To Work With You What Happened To Your Mellow? But You Don't Need This Can Of Beans So Get Back To Your Magazines Check What's On Page 92 There's A Recipe For Loving You It's A Cookin' Little Recipe All You're Needin' Is A Fellow (you Need A Mighty Fellow) Why Couldn't That Boy Be Me? I'm As Mellow As A Cello But I Want To Know How Come My Cello Don't Play For You? It Needs To Play Or It Gets Blue If It Don't Play A Song A Day I Might As Well Throw The Thing Away I Might As Well Throw This Thing Away (Dan Hicks.)