Posted by Pikes Peak 14115 on August 19, 2025, 4:05 pm ADMIN
A Nobel Peace Prize form, according to Borowitz, asks if the applicant ever used troops against his own citizens.
The felon doesn't know Borowitz is satire. The felon doesn't know what satire is. You can look away from a painting, but you can't listen away from a symphony
There was an alleged meeting between Beethoven and Rossini. At this meeting, the men, mutual admirers of each other, expressed a wish. Rossini said he aspired to write music like Beethoven, that made people cry. Barely hearing it, but with enough recognition to mean something, Beethoven told him, "I always wanted to write music like you, that makes people laugh."
I learned to purr from a cat. Why do they purr? What a funny word, purr. You can feel the purr throughout the cat's body. It's hard to pinpoint origin of the purr. It seems to originate in the larynx, but I can't differentiate between a primary and secondary resonance. I can't purr, but I can imitate a purr, and when I do, and my cat is near, he purrs.
So I am a bass II. I can musically sing C1. It is a purr that vibrates my whole torso from neck to well I will leave that to the unspoken imagination. Most importantly and to the point, I FEEL it in my heart. It makes muy heart feel better. Good in fact. It calms it down. It is almost like I can feel the arterial plaque being shaken from the arterial walls, improving the blood flow. I feel renewed almost instantly, and invigorated.
Brass players have a pedal tone. It is a note an octave below the normal low note range, based on the overtone series. There are no controllable notes between the pedal and given low. Its function is a growl. Brass players buzz it to make their embouchure loose and flexible. Singers imitate it to loosen the pressure around the foice, expecially in the face where vowel shapes are formed. I spelled voice with an f. Interesting. What's an f but a v without a purr.
I learned dog and cats smile. They draw the corners of their mouth tight, back toward their cheeks, and show their teeth. Dan Cataneo at Juilliard told me that's their way of saying "I am friendly, but I have these with which to defend myself if your intentions aren't."
I don't know if they laugh. I hope so. Readers Digest was correct when it called Laughter the Best Medicine. It does the same thing for the body my pedal tone purr does. Its anti heart attack on a schtick.
The overabundance of tears that increasingly plague my ability to see the notes on the written paper, and deliver them, regardless the instrument, with the surgical precision and skill needed for the highest quality and perfection, bothers me. I can hear it in my playing and singing, and if I can, I know others can and do.
They are not tears for the limited time I have left. I don't worry about that. Think about it? Who doesn't? I don't know they're tears of joy either. Since Saturday they're tears of tear gas. Can't get the burning or blurry entirely out of my eyes. It serves a useful, constant reminder of what our so called country has become thanks to a catastrophic flex of stupidity and ignorance that welcomed a malignant cancer to the physical afflictions we increasingly face and endure.
The need to laugh and purr have never been greater.You can look away from a painting, but you can't listen away from a symphony
Very, very well-said.
Posted by greenman on August 20, 2025, 4:56 pm, in reply to "Ubetcha" Valued Poster
It will take time to recover from the nightmare. I still believe we can, but I'm no longer certain.-greenman
Ha! However, he is more dangerous when he panics so no teasing him that way, as
on August 19, 2025, 4:05 pm
