03.17.09 @ 9:25 p.m. // and the night shall be filled with music.

so, you know how my piano playing, charmingly eccentric, quiet and unseen neighbor moved away? he has been replaced. and this one, my poppets, has a clarinet. note that i did not say "plays the clarinet," because to play the clarinet suggests some sort of talent or acquired skill. they have neither of those qualities. they merely happen to be in possession of this instrument, no doubt a garage sale special they just couldn't pass up because honestly, HOW HARD CAN IT BE??... ahem. so, they tinker at it nightly, taking me with them on their musical journey.

it kind of makes me want to take up the bagpipe, actually.


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