Monday, April 11, 2011

Weekly Wish 04-11-11 - Fats Waller

Diesel is a sweet kitten when he ain't misbehavin'...
Well, that was a waste of five bucks. 

I just downloaded sheet music for a Fats Waller transcription (I hoped) of "Ain't Misbehavin'".  The first page (which is all you see before you buy) looked promising to be a note-for-note transcription of what he plays, but it was not.  Of course, they all say Fats Waller, because he wrote the song.  I guess that's what I get for being lazy and not learning it by ear.  I can do it that way, or I can buy the book of his solo transcriptions.  I'll probably do both - buy the book but learn some parts by ear anyway.  Eeeeee!!!

"Eeeeeee" is for excitement - I love, that is luurrrrrrve Fats Waller.  His playing is full of both muscle and humor.  He's the kind of guy who'd write a song called "Your Feet's Too Big."  "Your pedal extremities really are obnoxious", he says at the end of the song.  I mean, I ask you.  I wish I could get inside this guy's head a little bit. 

"Your pedal extremities really are obnoxious - one never knows, do one..."


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  3. [edit] Goshdarnit. Don'tcha just HATE finding mistakes after you've posted and the Editing Fairy has left the building? This scorched earth policy for comment corrections is not a good look for me... [/edit]

    Five bucks lost on a dodgy transcription you could only see the first page? I hear dat. Yo. Fo shizzle. Err...

    I once tried to find a decent MIDI file for "Heaven On Their Minds" for a singing lesson, and I couldn't find a free one and didn't fancy recording one myself, so I found an Actual Pay For One that - the first 30 seconds of which - sounded quite good. Sadly, it turned out to be... poor. Passable, but poor. I was most disturbed that my favourite bit (the F-A-A7 progression at the end of lines like "I've been your right hand man all along") had been butchered disappointingly. To this day (it's been more than a year now) it sticks in my craw like a stone in my mixed-metaphor shoe. I should really just pop in and fix it... or I could spend that time on something more worthwhile. Like sitting in the corner with a pencil in my eye.

    I can't sleep and watching someone with so many check marks in the right boxes squirm and wrestle with their demons publicly is somehow cathartic. But I digress.

    I once won a trivia competition because I could correctly name a popular song that had the word 'moot' in its lyrics (bonus internetz points if you get it), but I wouldn't have guessed the line "Your pedal extremities really are obnoxious" would be in a song, even one from 1935. I had to check to see it for myself. Amazingness.

    And who - amongst those who discuss this blog recreationally amongst themselves - ever said this wasn't edumacational?

    To conclude, a randomly-found joke off the interwebs (the piano ones weren't even delusionally funny):

    Q: What do you get when you cross a French Horn player and a goalpost?
    A: A goalpost that can't march.

    I'll get my coat...

  4. [edit] See, now I have to repost my stupid second comment to explain away why there are two deleted ones before my first one. I tells ya, living in the First World can be rough... [/edit]

    Holy moly: it gets quite long when it's all squished in to a column like that.


    That's what SHE said.

  5. All of this makes my day. I mean, not the frustration you have felt at wasting money on subpar products, and sitting with a pencil in your eye etc., but the comment in general. I particularly want to hear you say "fo shizzle" with an Aussie accent.

    Thank you for inspiring tonight's pop quiz. :)

  6. Aww shucks. Thanks.

    We'll call it even.