Saturday 17 October 2009

A thing of beauty.......

I watched a violinist play outside a cafe today.

The customers were eating and carrying on with their conversations whilst the haunting strains of 'Yesterday' and 'Eleanor Rigby' wafted on the autumn afternoon air.

Before she began to play the young lady checked her backing equipment, tapedeck, amplifier, speakers, music stand and her case to catch the coins passers by would throw. As she readied herself I watched on not knowing what to expect, then she began to play, I could have listened forever.


You see the notes didn't start in the violin...no...they started deep within the violinist and as she weaved and bobbed with each movement a beautiful note was produced.

A thing of beauty is indeed a joy forever.

2 comments:

  1. 'You see the notes started deep within the violinist and as she weaved and bobbed with each movement a beautiful note was produced.' You should see me when I'm playing the guitar - my legs are like some gangly eggwhisk acting independantly of each other AND the rythem !

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  2. lol so long as you strike the right cord.

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