The routine of a drink from the water hole by the horse field.
The excitement of the two horses wandering over to say 'Bonjour'
The horses get given a carrot which the PONette finds I-N-F-U-R-I-A-T-I-N-G ! The horses are very large and are standing very close so she keeps her irritation to herself. Sophie carefully repositions herself behind me. You never know with horses.
We sit on the storm drain . Angus talks on his mobile, briefly, to a Manhattanite. Brexit, Ossoff, Warnock and government shutdown intersperse this mornings seasonal cheer. My fluffy companion is quasi patient and gets an ear chook.
In the PON breast hope springs eternal .
Whoever knew you could have mass xylophones ? Or are they Glockenspiels ? I count fifteen of them which must be some sort of record in the Xylophonic world
:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fdE1SesncSI
And some music from one of the West Coasts least known architectural gems :
The local restaurant experimented with take out orders. For one night, and one night only, it offered duck casserole at 36 euros a portion. Since then it has remained resolutely shut. By contrast New York has got adventurous take out cuisine right : https://www.martamanhattan.com/store/catering/
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“Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul and sings the tune without the words and never stops at all.” – Emily Dickinson.
Just maybe that feathered hope in Sophie's world is akin to turkey?
Sophie, perhaps there are turkey left overs? (Surely, no turkey is so meagre that just two humans will eat it all in one sitting).
Toodle pip!
Bertie.
PS Gail is off to google Ossoff and Warnock. Really, she needs to keep up!
The answer to your question is complicated. I think they are, for the most part, marimbas. The mellow timbre indicates a marimba rather than a xylophone, which is more staccato and which is an octave higher than a marimba. Marimba keys are thinner wood, and so vibrate longer, vs. xylophone keys, which are more like the double in thickness. That said, around 2:30 you can hear high, bell-like tones, which I suspect are a glockenspiel (whose keys are made of metal, like a vibraphone's, but unlike a vibraphone they don't need to be plugged in). There's an especially tall instrument on the right, next to the timpani, which might be a glockenspiel, though he isn't playing differently than the others at 3:20. I think the glockenspiel is directly in front of the conductor, with a silvery instrument, whereas the others are wood. You can see her strike notes, rather than play tremolo.
I took marimba lessons throughout my teens, because my mother had inherited a marimba from her father (and she also played, or at least knew how to...not that she had time for music). I hated the teacher, who was a lecher, but my mother refused to listen--if I didn't continue lessons, the marimba would go to my more-talented cousin. So I recruited my little brother to come along as a chaperone. This enraged the teacher but thwarted his wandering hands. God knows where I'd be now if my brother hadn't saved me. The teacher is dead, and I hope there's a hell for him to be burning in. I do wonder/worry if there were other young students who didn't escape his compulsions.
As for duck casserole, the butchers here make cassoulets in various sizes, ready to pop in the oven to heat up. More like €7 or €8 per portion. They are extremely good. You just have to return the dish to get your deposit back.
Until now had never heard of Marimbas. It also remains a mystery why this college should be so bin on them. Is it a regional thing ?
In a strange serendipity Angus spent Independence Day 1776 staying with a pastors family at the church at which the Revd Warnock now preaches.
Sophie certainly hopes that Turkey and gravy never stop.
Or how about 1976
It's not just in Sophie's breast where hope springs eternal. Inca, too, has high hopes of more turkey, never mind the gravy covered roast potatoes (no chance). Methinks that in Sophie's mind turkey and potatoes, with gravy and a spout or two, will join the quest for the refillable yoghurt pot!
Hari OM
Glockenspiels have metal keys...(that's the glock playing 'bells' behind the vibe); the vibrophone (centre of that video scene playing the melody) has metal keys with acoustic chambers slung below (usually in concert conditions, the motor is not used). The xylophone has wooden keys and the marimba does too, as mentioned above - the main difference between them (beside the octave tonal change) is that marimbas also have the acoustic chambers slung below (originally gourds, as this instrument originated from Africa) whereas the xylo can be laid on a table or other surface, not having the appendages. The 'extra tall' is simply another marimba set upon a podium (bottom right of image shows this).
Yes, I too was a percussionist... glocks, xylos, tubular bells, cymbals, snare drums...spoons and coconut shells... heady days of school orchestra! I was sorry to read ToF's experience; such as that was reserved for other areas of my life but as far as music went, I still have the occasional flashback to piano lessons at Mrs Brown's and that Devil Cat. The one which knew when you hit a bum note and flashed its claws upon your hand from the heights of the piano top.
I loathe Siamese cats to this day... YAM xx
Love hearing about Sophie's adventures.
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