I’ve been practicing the recorder–trying to teach myself how to play it really–for this play that’s going to open December 1st, and I don’t see how there’s any possible way I can master this instrument sufficiently for the show unless I was like in jail or something and had nothing else to do. You know, like then, i’d have gobs of times to just memorize this crazy fingers that require like your ring finger to 1/2 or 3/4 cover a hole. It kind of reminds me of soduku, which I’m not very good at. I guess I’ll offer up what I can, but I don’t want to mess up the actors. They have to sing and dance to the music. I’ll get going and sound pretty good for a few measures, and then miss a fingering and this dying quail sound comes out. That would be rough if you were on stage trying to concentrate, you know? Oh dear.
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