Feb 4, 2020
When the instrument is longer than your workbench....
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When the instrument is longer than your workbench....
*banana for scale
Today in band, while cleaning out the storage rooms, I found a contra-alto clarinet! It's kind of in poor condition though. It doesn't even have a mouthpiece, which is why I had to play it like a keyed didgeridoo. It made a wonderful low honk.
Well if you want to write I can give you an idea...a tuba boy and a contra-alto clarinet girl(she's my best friend and Im secretly scheming to get them together, I play picc)
Thanks so much. I do hope they get together, that sounds so cute asdfghjkl;
“What do you play again?” Josh asked confused. It was some crazy type of clarinet that he hadn’t ever heard of.
“The contra-alto clarinet,” Kenzie said walking next to the tuba player. He was confused on all the types of clarinet, and Kenzie could kind of understand that. There were many variations on her chosen instrument. The two continued walking to nowhere and just chatting for a while. The Kenzie had a moment of clumsiness, and tripped over a branch.
“That hurt,” she said pulling herself up. Josh nodded at her.
“Are you okay?” He asked worry dripping from his voice. Kenzie nodded and said it happened all the time. It didn’t stop Josh from pulling her up off the ground, and keeping an arm around her waist. Because he didn’t want her falling again, that was it, or so he told himself.