My hub is very envious. He works his tail off keeping his lip(s) from becoming mush. I go away and don't see a keyboard for 5 weeks. I rehearse/practice/play two days later. There's something about using your fingers, (maybe it's the computer keyboard - however, iPods don't help) and everyday knitting that makes it not that difficult.
So much for philosophizing on dexterity, but what about playing the pedals on the organ? That's memory too. And I really feel that that talent is subjective to... so many things. One minute it's working, and the next I tell my heel from my toe. When pedaling goes awry for someone else, I'm the last to smirk. I don't even roll my eyes... It's a phenomenon that scares the B-G-B's out of me every time I play.
Unlike knitting, which I can throw in the corner, or stomp on, rip it out, and/or ignore, pedal notes played in a highly resonant chamber are out there never to be retrieved.
Such is life. And we organists become calloused by it. Oddly enough, the public will withstand a great deal before dealing with it... When it goes well, "how sweet it is!"
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| Karmøy, Norway, M and his trumpet (August 2009) |
Add that to the list of benefits of knitting.
ReplyDeleteHave to agree. I played organ when I was a kid...and I can promise you I'd never be able to pedal well today. And those of us who play stringed instruments have to keep up the practice so we don't lose our callouses which, I think, must be the equivalent of having our lips turn to mush.
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