Friday, August 13, 2010
The Accordion Cometh
I can't tell you how excited I am.
About a month ago, I was at a wedding. On Lasqueti, most people play an instrument, so conversation came round to music, and I was asked what I played. I sheepishly admitted to years of piano lessons, but having been told I had no sense of rhythm, I stopped playing. Someone asked, "Well, who said that?" and I realized in a blinding flash that I had been living my life believing something that a person with absolutely no authority had said.
Then my dinner companion asked, "What instrument would you play if you had one?". And the answer was out of my mouth before I knew it. "The button accordion, of course!"
Later that evening I did a search on Craigslist, and a shiny red button box with my name on it (Really! Erica is latin for Heather) called to me. Today it arrived in the mail. Bless you Canada Post!
And, as luck would have it, a fantastic accordion teacher lives around the corner. A bonus is that the instrument sounds naturally beautiful, so my practicing won't be too painful - although Gracie did start howling as I tested the keys. Maybe doggie earplugs are in order.
Here I come!