I think I'll start today with a coffee.

 

Gosh! Going to an opera is very expensive! Fortunately, I don't want to go to any operas. I'd rather have a coffee and face an extra trip to the bathroom. The only obvious cost is some toilet paper.

Oh, and I suppose the price of the coffee and milk.

Still, it's a lot cheaper than going to a silly opera.

Going back to using a shoulder rest has been quite a big decision.

I think I'll go with it though. As I've said, the idea was to look after my smaller fingers. I can't guarantee that this is the correct solution, but I feel like I need to give it a good go. There are probably advantages both ways, with and without the shoulder rest. Sometimes, though, one has to persevere with an idea. Ah well, I can always take it off again if things don't work out.

I'll put in some quality time with the shoulder rest today. I need to do some good double bass practice too.

My elder grandson was calling my violin and my double basses guitars. I've put him right on that and he is now familiar with all their names. I remember the first time I took his dad into a music shop at about the same age (3). At the time I was playing a lot of bass guitar. He looked around at all the guitars in the shop and said, "Look at all the basses!" As it turns out, my son is now an excellent bass guitarist. The double basses in my living room are still a bit too big for Harrison to play. 

I'm thinking that, if I put on my 'Playing With Myself' concert in August, I might charge $200 per person. What do you think? People might think that, at that price, it has to be good. 

[Bathroom time.]

[Done.]

It feels a bit like my bell might disagree with my pricing for the concert. 

"Hey, that's far too much!
Go to the bathroom and think about it!"

As Peter pointed out somewhere, you can hear that old guy in the Cuba Mall play his mouth organ for free.  Do money and the arts have to go together? Like Akish, I do find it hard to understand how a painting can be worth a million dollars. I certainly don't play music to make money. Ah well.

That's about it from me this morning. I see that Robert has written a short post. There is nothing new from Peter, though he did leave a couple of rude comments on my last post.

"Philistines are everywhere." "It’s the only growth strategy in Richard’s Bass Bag."

Who knows? Perhaps he dropped his phone in the bath again and was pissed off? Maybe he has mislaid his bagpipes? Actually, I don't know if he actually knows how to play them. Probably doesn't matter with the bagpipes though. You just carry them around and wear a skirt.

Ciao tutti. Tieni i pantaloni addosso.