Now the heart has stopped bathing ape beating, but in my heart he's in the middle of the music. Dad was a very categorical music lovers. If there was any music he loved as he loved it unreservedly. The opposite was equally categorical, but it was not really what was most noticeable, until one of the teens began directing their ears towards the "big world" out there where people bathing ape listened to the Top Ten and the like "idiotic schemes." But as the Beatles came on the half of the pitch, he switched bathing ape feet and direction quite substantially. Eleanor Rigby was one of the songs his heart beat extra for, both text and music. bathing ape He thought it was so amazing that some 20-year-old Liverpool guys could write such a wonderfully insightful text.
But his love of music began to be understood much earlier. When mom and he reached for so-so 70-80 years ago, they went on Wagner's operas. Tristan and Isolde was one of those operas that they sat and wept at (Here, in a different version, but well-loved by the father). They had to have apron with him in the beginning - my uncle who was two years older than the mother, acted apron - because the mother was so young. bathing ape She told me that she was so moved and cried so much and she thought when the opera was over, that if the other two had not responded in the same way as she did she never see them. But as she turned her head and there sat two brothers reddened eyes and looked at her. Then she knew ....
The start of their relationship was very romantic and I imagine that because this has been able to hold together his marriage and his family for so many years, among others. And thanks to the common values and interests. So we children bathing ape have not seen much of Trouble and difficulties, although it was not always easy everything. But music united them so much, being able to participate in together and be able to enjoy together. It was not only the great composers dad talked a lot about it was also our troubadours and viskonstnärer. bathing ape Olle Adolfsson and Everlife, of course. Here are two favorites, sung by two of his favorites, Monica Z and Pelle "Ant" which dad said .. And then there was the groovy music from Brazil that mom and dad loved to dance to. At the time, this was "the old masters", Stan Getz, Jobim and Gilberto Astro, but he loved to listen to almost any kind of music. I know almost no one who can enjoy so of listening bathing ape to music. The true amateur = lover of music. Grace on that disturbed then! ..... ;-) Sergio Santos was an unknown star that I found online. The first song I downloaded (legally at the time) was that I loved right away and I knew that he would fall in love with when he later got the whole CD that I had acquired. I think I have inherited throughout Brazil, the kit of the father, outright. I knew exactly what he liked in that case, because I liked the same. Otherwise, it was not always we agreed, but ...
So it was his craze for string quartets. bathing ape As soon as they could walk, he left a violin in his hand on one, almost. All so that he would eventually get some to play with. He stood hunched over my oldest brother's rock and played the violin for him. It seems to have been successful even though dad was a beginner at the time. But a sufficiently enthusiastic beginner it seems. My brother had perfect pitch, and there does not seem to have hurt him in anyway .... ;-)
I was never that interested in fiddling at the time, but still got a foundation to build on. In the old days I had the chance to retrain myself to violist .... oh well ... I could pull a few strings .... for when the father learned the cello and my spouse got a violin and therefore sit in second fiddle meeting. Mom played the first one. Sometimes it sounded too awful, but sometimes we could enjoy a little. We could even cheat a little on Eine Kleine Nachtmusik (Mozart), and some other harder "songs" by Bach, as "Kunst der Fuge". It was then that it could be really bathing ape good, because bathing ape in his mind's ear knew how it would sound. bathing ape It was my father's dedication, this with string quartets and mom did not start playing until she was expecting me. But first, the really old days, she has come loose. They played together in an amateur orchestra at the end, but she never had time to practice as much as she was club champion and got fix coffee and sandwiches and such at concerts and ropes. She probably thought it was funny but in the end it became too demanding. Mom was otherwise the one who had the most beautiful voice, and it helped that they, like many of us do now, could sing together bathing ape in many good choirs. bathing ape
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