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Use makes master

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I play the pennywhistle.  Maybe it’s the small streak of perfectionism in me, maybe it’s that I’ve never had lessons, but taught myself; from books and by memory (I am not good at doping out a melody I’ve never heard), perhaps it’s that I don’t want to look a fool in public, but I don’t often play where people I don’t know well can hear me.

I used to play the cello. I took music theory and music appreciation in college.  I listen to a lot of music.  I don’t want to suck in public.

But I have, here and there in the filk community, been brave enough to noodle along when there was instrumental accompaniment (once or twice,a t a house-filk I’ve been brave enough to play a piece, or two, solo… that’s actually pretty scary).  Last night (I’m at OVFF) there was a guitar being played with verve; and a room full of instruments.  One of my weaknesses is I can’t hear what key something is in, and pennywhistles are not chromatic., but I was pretty sure it was in G, and if I was quiet enough I could figure out if I was wrong without too many people hearing me be awful.

It was in G.  Which is when I discovered something.  I can actually play the thing.   I like Irish/Scottish music.  I like bagpipes.  I like renaissance, and baroque, and classical music.  I like jazz.  Pipe music, and a lot of Irish/Scottish trad music has a lot in common with jazz.  Long riffs of repetitive phrases with  minor variations, which suddenly break into something new; as well as a tradition of sliding one piece into another (look and see how many trad-influenced bands, like Boiled in Lead, or Battlefield Band, have songs that incorporate the “jig o’ slurs” style of playing.  Battlefield Band’s, “After Hours” has a break where they toss in semi-random tunes).

I found a phrase, down at the bottom of the whistle, which fit the feel of the song, and I played it through, four or five times, so my fingers could find it when my ears wanted it.  Then I took of, ranging up and down the piece; some flights of fancy in the second octave; ornamentation and trills along the home phrase; lifting the home phrase up to the second octave and dragging back down long the spine of the key; sometimes I was under it all, other times I was more forward; even playing some rhythm games and syncopating to the guitar.

I still can’t play “traditional” whistle music.  I am only half-competent at playing the airs of songs, but it seems my time in classes, and my time with the headphones in; even my singing in the shower, has paid off.  I can jam, and I don’t suck.

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One thought on “Use makes master

  1. I can jam, and I don’t suck.
    Yes you can, and no – you definitely don’t! 🙂 Your additions were very much enjoyed 🙂

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