Sunday, August 29, 2004
Ivy's learning to whistle, all on her own. Today she got a couple of nice clear notes and even tried to vary the tone a bit. My dad is an excellent whistler, and some of his talents passed on to me. I was waiting for my ride at our new office last week and enjoyed whistling in the big new concrete lobby -- amazing reverb, enough that you can harmonize with yourself. I was thinking that it's the ultimate intuitive musical instrument, requiring no conscious thought to create new melodies. I've been playing bass for 15 years, but I still have to think hard about what I'm trying to play and what my fingers should be doing all the time...with whistling, it's just an extension of your creative mind. Too bad it tends to be irritating to everyone else.