Thursday, September 17, 2015

Let There Be Music!

I thrive on order.

Everything neat and tidy.

Everything in its place.

The music parlor, for the past week or so, has been anything but.

There have been...

Instruments laying around.

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Piles of records.

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Stacks of music books on the floor and shoved in a disorderly mess on the shelf.

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Compositions laying about.

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Xylophone keys and my hiking hat strewn onto the organ bench (and floor).

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It is the kind of disorder that I hate. The kind of thing that drives me nuts.

Usually.

But for some crazy reason, when I went in to tidy it yesterday, I actually sort of liked it.

Not the disorder necessarily, but the evidence that this was a room that was used. Music is being made in here. My children come here and write songs, practice instruments, listen to records. In a world that is so focused on electronics, it is rather refreshing, I'd say.

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Let there be music!

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