>I share the feeling Ebbie. Music I love but it remains a mysterious thing to me. My tastes are all over the map; just about anything but rap. There is a station around here in Northern California the plays native American music and chants. I love it. Classical, Rococo, Baroque, Gregorian Chants, Hard Rock, standard hymnal, Blues, folk, folk rock, jazz on and on but only certain pieces. Mahler escapes me for some reason but I understand he was a genius. OK. I've studied the subject but I've never fully understood it. And I play at the guitar, harmonica, ocarina. We wont discuss how well I play. Got pretty good on bongo drums when I was a kid. Mostly I read at the top and comment down here. The folks who hang above the line are so well-versed and intelligent (for the most part), I feel out of my league.<
This is me too word for word even about Mahler nice to hear someone else saying the same, my boyfriend made me listen to it for a whole evening, eeek. I watched a film about it once and still didn't get it, mind you it was a Ken Russell film! But I don't play any instruments I really admire anyone that can do that wish I could. I have played the odd recorder, bongo drums and tamborine as you do in school but I am keener to dance to music.
Now and again I flirt above the line but I am not well-versed enough to make a regular visit, although I do read it all with interest.
I have an great effinity with animals we get along fine apart from goats. Tried my hand at milking one I took the advice to hold the teats firm she stamped a bit and I could see it in her eyes that she really did not trust or like me at all so I wasn't going to push it.
When I was small a neighbour started to keep chickens and when it came to killing one for the pot my dad who had been brought up on a farm offered to do the deed. I don't remember too much apart from my dad and the neighbour chasing this chicken around I did have dreams however about a headless chicken running around being chased by my dad. Is this possible or was it just a dream?