DefyGravity2502

Why Clarinet? Why? You have to ask me why? Why not? How many other instruments can you tell people to cover their holes without sounding very wrong? How many other instruments have banana keys you can finger on a regular basis? (Sometimes every day if you please) You try making a clever name out of any other instrument. I mean look Clair Annette. can you do that with Tuba? Trumpet? Flute? Bassoon? No. What is better than 22 inches of wood that you can blow? Definitely not brass. Did I mention a clarinet is long, hard, and straight? With enough skill you can out range the flutes. In case of an emergency it can be used as a weapon of se

Life is a lot like a clarinet. You've got your ups and your downs, highs and lows. There are the seemingly meaningless days of the throat tones between F and B flat. There are the high notes of days full of worthwhile risks. Then there are squeaks where everything seems to fall apart in your face. There are stunning crescendos and monotonous mezzo pianos. Major, good days; minor, bad days. A complex system of keys and holes to cover. So many choices due to alternate fingerings; some are better than others. The soft, calm days of the chalumeau register. Some days you're in tune, some days you sound like a dead goose. Yes, life is like a clarin

Blow into my top and listen to bittersweet chords echo through the hollow cave… resonating through my ribcage and shaking me, utterly. The tempo pulses through your veins, clogging up your arteries; you're ready to burst- yet I lie unpracticed in a shallow corner. My keys are aching for your tender, greasy fingerprints to leave an impression, to complete measures start to finish, to cascade through miles of sheet music. I am polished to a high sheen that glistens when wet and creates a rainbow glare on the window pane across from my dusty little cinderella corner. Eyes dart from the electric glare