Comments on: More on the tale of a violin… http://www.oldmidhurstian.co.uk/2010/03/09/more-on-the-tale-of-a-violin/ Surviving the past one day at a time Mon, 06 Sep 2010 16:40:07 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.0.1 By: Old Midhurstian http://www.oldmidhurstian.co.uk/2010/03/09/more-on-the-tale-of-a-violin/comment-page-1/#comment-677 Old Midhurstian Wed, 10 Mar 2010 10:07:07 +0000 http://www.oldmidhurstian.co.uk/?p=1401#comment-677 Music just sounded better and I felt more confident and my passion for music reached the point where it was really the only thing in my life that mattered. Unfortunately in the late 1970s I was diagnosed witha condition called Cervical Spondylosis which was affecting my neck and arms quite badly making playing difficult so I regretfully decided to sell the intrument, seeing it all the time was quite painful. With medical improvements the condition has eased a lot over the last few years and I'm thinking of buying another violin. Music just sounded better and I felt more confident and my passion for music reached the point where it was really the only thing in my life that mattered. Unfortunately in the late 1970s I was diagnosed witha condition called Cervical Spondylosis which was affecting my neck and arms quite badly making playing difficult so I regretfully decided to sell the intrument, seeing it all the time was quite painful. With medical improvements the condition has eased a lot over the last few years and I’m thinking of buying another violin.

]]> By: Old Midhurstian http://www.oldmidhurstian.co.uk/2010/03/09/more-on-the-tale-of-a-violin/comment-page-1/#comment-676 Old Midhurstian Wed, 10 Mar 2010 09:54:03 +0000 http://www.oldmidhurstian.co.uk/?p=1401#comment-676 Very much a 'little boy' and I don't think that really changed until my 21st birthday which was marked with the gift of an electric razor an acknowledgment that I'd finally grown up, even though I still only needed to use it once a week at the most. Yes it was a tremendous sense of achievement and even though a bit of a financial leg up was needed it was my achievement. Very much a ‘little boy’ and I don’t think that really changed until my 21st birthday which was marked with the gift of an electric razor an acknowledgment that I’d finally grown up, even though I still only needed to use it once a week at the most.

Yes it was a tremendous sense of achievement and even though a bit of a financial leg up was needed it was my achievement.

]]> By: Micky http://www.oldmidhurstian.co.uk/2010/03/09/more-on-the-tale-of-a-violin/comment-page-1/#comment-675 Micky Wed, 10 Mar 2010 09:16:07 +0000 http://www.oldmidhurstian.co.uk/?p=1401#comment-675 It's great, as a young person, to set your mind to something and, with a bit of help here or there, to achieve it. It makes you feel ten feet tall because, for once, you've actually managed to do what's closest to your heart. Of course, given your determination to do all things musical, it was an 'approved' item for what they undoubtedly saw as a 'little boy' of fourteen. It’s great, as a young person, to set your mind to something and, with a bit of help here or there, to achieve it. It makes you feel ten feet tall because, for once, you’ve actually managed to do what’s closest to your heart.

Of course, given your determination to do all things musical, it was an ‘approved’ item for what they undoubtedly saw as a ‘little boy’ of fourteen.

]]> By: Scottie http://www.oldmidhurstian.co.uk/2010/03/09/more-on-the-tale-of-a-violin/comment-page-1/#comment-673 Scottie Tue, 09 Mar 2010 23:55:00 +0000 http://www.oldmidhurstian.co.uk/?p=1401#comment-673 Wonderful, fantastic feelings. Did playing with the new instrument change the way the music sounded to you? Did you keep up the new vigor for music? Some day I would love to know what happened to your violin, did you keep it, or maybe pass it on to someone else in need? Thank you for finishing the memory with / for us Mac. I could almost hear you play at your lesson. Warm thoughts and best wishes, Scottie Wonderful, fantastic feelings. Did playing with the new instrument change the way the music sounded to you? Did you keep up the new vigor for music? Some day I would love to know what happened to your violin, did you keep it, or maybe pass it on to someone else in need?

Thank you for finishing the memory with / for us Mac. I could almost hear you play at your lesson.

Warm thoughts and best wishes,
Scottie

]]> By: Old Midhurstian http://www.oldmidhurstian.co.uk/2010/03/09/more-on-the-tale-of-a-violin/comment-page-1/#comment-672 Old Midhurstian Tue, 09 Mar 2010 19:32:44 +0000 http://www.oldmidhurstian.co.uk/?p=1401#comment-672 I did kind of leave it hanging which I hadn't meant to do I'd have been exactly the same if one of my sisters had taken my violin even if it came back in perfect condidtion, there are certain things that just can't be shared and your own instrument is just too precious for others to touch Love Malcolm I did kind of leave it hanging which I hadn’t meant to do

I’d have been exactly the same if one of my sisters had taken my violin even if it came back in perfect condidtion, there are certain things that just can’t be shared and your own instrument is just too precious for others to touch

Love
Malcolm

]]> By: Daniel http://www.oldmidhurstian.co.uk/2010/03/09/more-on-the-tale-of-a-violin/comment-page-1/#comment-671 Daniel Tue, 09 Mar 2010 19:26:25 +0000 http://www.oldmidhurstian.co.uk/?p=1401#comment-671 Lovely, thanks for sharing this wonderful moment of yours. I was ready for something horrible to happen in the very end of your story, thank God it didn't :) It's definitely something special and unbeatable about that emotion of an instrument of your <i>own</i>. I still remember the day my sis took my guitar to play it when I was away, and returned it with a string broken. It was only a string, one of many broken strings... but I was ready to kill my sis, just like she had killed my 'love'. Love Daniel Lovely, thanks for sharing this wonderful moment of yours. I was ready for something horrible to happen in the very end of your story, thank God it didn’t :)
It’s definitely something special and unbeatable about that emotion of an instrument of your own. I still remember the day my sis took my guitar to play it when I was away, and returned it with a string broken. It was only a string, one of many broken strings… but I was ready to kill my sis, just like she had killed my ‘love’.

Love
Daniel

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