Thursday, December 8, 2011
The Glue Factory
DeNae's Salute to Fudge, Day 8:
Oh, no, no, no, no...
Your 7th grader came home today with "awesome" news: After just three months of playing trumpet in the middle school band, he has been given the Horse Whinny solo at the end of "Sleigh Ride."
And now, for the first time since school started, he's actually practicing. At home. Where you can hear it.
The SPCA has come by three times, demanding to know who's steamrolling an elephant in your basement.
I wish I could tell you it's going to get better, but I've known professionals who got to the 'whinny' part and choked so badly their bandmates beat them senseless with their own horns. That 'whipcrack' you hear at the end of most Sleigh Ride performances is, likely as not, someone smacking the trumpet soloist upside the head.
However, you'll be amazed at how much better the trumpet sounds when heard through a fudge buzz.
You may also want to switch your kid to tambourine, before it's too late.