Friday, January 27, 2006

An open letter to the friends and family of musicians

Dear friends, family, and doddering old dears who live with my father at the old folks' home,

Musicians look at a lot of music. Not because we find it attractive on paper, but to perform the damn stuff. We do not feel the need to surround ourselves with the sight of printed music just because that's what we do.

So please do not shower us, pun intended, with umbrellas that are emblazoned with the first few words and notes to "Singin' in the Rain." And please, please refrain from grabbing every single brooch, pair of earrings, or scarf in a gift shop that makes you think of us because it has notes or clefs on it. I see several dozen, even hundreds of treble clefs daily; that does not mean that I yearn to pin one, encrusted in rhinestones, to my bosom.

In other words, take that cotton tote bag with "Music is my B-A-G" screened on it and, instead of giving it to me "just because", put it over your head, then breathe deeply. Just because.

Thank you.


A musician with too much stuff.


Blogger kelly said...

lol..having a moment?

January 28, 2006 11:45 a.m.  
Blogger Mrs. M. said...

Rarrrr. You betcha. ;-)

January 28, 2006 6:38 p.m.  

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