If you were in your school’s orchestra and happened to play the violin, your parents were saints!  When a person is first learning to play the violin, it can sound like fingernails on a chalkboard!  It was bad enough for my parents to have to hear me practice the piano, but there is nothing like the sound of a budding violinist!  But once you get past that stage, with encouragement, practice, love, and fiddle camp, this can happen:

Or this:

Today is VIOLIN DAY!  I played the clarinet in many orchestras and got to see the instruction given violinists.  It’s interesting to watch the unspoken language between the conductor and the first chair violinist.  So much goes on in the orchestra that most people aren’t privy to.  It’s not as easy as they make it look – trust me.

This is precious – I love to watch the little ones, don’t you?

I know – this was 8 years ago – but one thing is for sure – now he is potty trained!

A painter paints pictures on canvas. But musicians paint their pictures on silence.  – Leopold Stokowski

This blows me away – such beauty from one so young!

There is no shortage of young talent on You Tube!  Listen to this!

Honestly, at 7 years old, I was out making mud pies after the rain!  I’d like to say that experience helped my culinary skills, but I still have not made my own pie crust – shhh…  don’t tell!

I’m so impressed with the talents of these youngsters, but to be honest, my musical taste veers toward the “fiddle” sort of violin.  There’s an old musician’s joke:

What’s the difference between a fiddle and a violin?  You don’t spill beer on a violin!

Yee-haw!  Let’s go to the Grand Ole Opry! 

Here he is on his own front porch:

Dang, boy!!!

Nailed it!  Does she have a country soul, or what?

He will be playing at barn dances – probably already does!

There’s a thin line between country fiddlin’ and Celtic fiddlin’…  learn to play those rolls an’ there ya go!!!

Makes me want to put my clogs on!  Wait…  I don’t have clogs.  How about fuzzy socks?

Bravo to all the young talent around the world!  Your talent does not go unnoticed and we appreciate the contribution you make to our lives!

Silent Night…  Holy Night.  That about says it all…

I wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.  A safe, peace-filled, worry-free, no-stress, love-enriched New Year.  May God bless you as only He can.  🙂

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My mom was a huge fan of the man and his talent – not to mention the absurdist show ever!  He was the mature version of Elvis.  I was a big Elvis fan and I admit some of it was the capes and rings he wore.  Mom had the same interest with Liberace.  She was always anxious to see what over-the-top outfit he would be wearing.  The funny part was, he never apologized for the extravagance.  He encouraged his audience to “notice” him and his flashy, expensive costumes.  That is why he was called Mr. Showmanship.

Take a music bath once or twice a week for a few seasons. You will find it is to the soul what a water bath is to the body.  – Oliver Wendell Holmes

I would describe “Lee” (as his friends called him) as dazzling.  He was witty and always laughed at his own jokes.  And it was obvious he was very sure of himself at the piano.  He was a child prodigy – there was never a doubt about that.

Music has been my playmate, my lover, and my crying towel.  – Buffy Sainte-Marie

I recently read an article by Mike Walsh, who was fortunate to see one of Liberace’s shows.  Take a look at his fascinating article.

The program Bio has a nice tribute to the late Liberace.

I really like that piano-shaped swimming pool – how cool!!!

With all the glitter, expensive gadgets and gizmos and yes, a piano-shaped swimming pool, was he happy?  Well, I’m not so sure he was.  I really think he was happiest when he was on stage entertaining.  He always looked truly happy when he was entertaining.  It’s almost as though his audience was a guest list – like he invited each person into his home to entertain them.  That was a special gift.  It was certainly more than a job for him.  His act was flamboyant and obviously in your face, but still a class act.  When he had a TV show, my mom never missed it.

There are many wonderful performances uploaded on You Tube.  I suggest you go there to enjoy his unique style and flair at the piano.

Class, glitz, glamour and a great deal of humor.  We miss you, Mr. Showmanship!   ❤