Music is a mystery for people who play it, write it, listen to it, and write about it. The only thing I can really do when I try to say something about music is assume.
Thank you so much for that movie. I love the old movies; it's the closest you can come to time travel.
I have a picture of my mother in just such a white middy blouse and skirt as the girls in the parade were wearing. Mom was born in 1909; she would have been 11 at the time of that parade.
I am active as a composer, a violist, a violinist, a recorder player, and as a teacher. I have been keeping this space in the blogosphere alive with assumptions about music (and assorted other things) since 2005.
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Thank you so much for that movie. I love the old movies; it's the closest you can come to time travel.
I have a picture of my mother in just such a white middy blouse and skirt as the girls in the parade were wearing. Mom was born in 1909; she would have been 11 at the time of that parade.
Thanks for the nostalgic show!
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