{"id":1710,"date":"2019-08-16T16:19:37","date_gmt":"2019-08-16T20:19:37","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/?p=1710"},"modified":"2019-08-16T16:19:37","modified_gmt":"2019-08-16T20:19:37","slug":"everyday-objects","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/?p=1710","title":{"rendered":"Everyday Objects"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\">Everyday Objects<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I love music. Not just any music, folk music. Not the electric kind, more so the acoustic sounds that are made by both real and inventive instruments. Let me be more specific; strings and rhythm instruments are my favorites. Guitar, violin, mandolin are all instruments that I\u2019ve played. I\u2019ve also tried viola and string bass.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I\u2019ve never played drums, my neighbors wouldn\u2019t have appreciated it, and didn\u2019t have much success with piano. Reading music wasn\u2019t my forte.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Getting involved with folk music, introduced me to another form of instruments. Some are real and others more comedic used in performances that make satire out of classical music, such as P.D.Q. Bach. How many of you know how to play a left-handed sewer flute or a bicycle?<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I really enjoy dabbling with these inventive instruments. Here are a few of those that I\u2019ve played spoons, hand saw, bones, nose flute (affectionately called a humanatone), washboard, Jew\u2019s harp (or Jaw harp), washtub bass, and the ever-popular shower hose (A shower hose connected to a funnel on one end and a trumpet mouthpiece on the other).<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/08\/sawvibe.gif\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone wp-image-1715\" src=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/08\/sawvibe-300x156.gif\" alt=\"\" width=\"169\" height=\"88\" \/><\/a><a href=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/08\/Bones_mus.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone wp-image-1712\" src=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/08\/Bones_mus.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"125\" height=\"126\" srcset=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/08\/Bones_mus.jpg 198w, http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/08\/Bones_mus-150x150.jpg 150w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 125px) 100vw, 125px\" \/><\/a> <a href=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/08\/noseflute.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone wp-image-1714\" src=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/08\/noseflute-300x295.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"161\" height=\"158\" srcset=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/08\/noseflute-300x295.jpg 300w, http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/08\/noseflute.jpg 315w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 161px) 100vw, 161px\" \/><\/a><a href=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/08\/jews-harp.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone wp-image-1713\" src=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/08\/jews-harp.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"114\" height=\"114\" srcset=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/08\/jews-harp.jpg 225w, http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/08\/jews-harp-150x150.jpg 150w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 114px) 100vw, 114px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I even played, in performance, with a community band a piece that called for a vacuum cleaner. There were three called for in the piece and I was the lead vacuumist.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">In 1980, our middle school band went to England to meet a marching kazoo band and perform. I was one of the chaperones and even did a quick study on saxophone to help out. We had to fill out a questionnaire about ourselves so that we could each be placed with families that lived there. On mine I noted two things, I pick up accents naturally, so people shouldn\u2019t be offended if I start talking in their dialect, and that I tend to make instruments out of everyday objects.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">When we got to England another teacher and I were placed with a lovely old woman in Forest Town in Mansfield. Obviously, she and the bus driver that was driving us around had all read my survey answers. I was inundated with \u201cCan you say this, \u201cDun\u2019s dun\u201d and the like. It\u2019s sometimes hard for me to talk with an accent on the spot, most of the time it comes naturally. Though in this case, I didn\u2019t have much trouble with that. It was then that they started bringing out objects, like a stovepipe and asked, \u201cCan you make music out of this?\u201d In that, I was really challenged, but I managed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Nowadays I sometimes bring out my strange instruments and share them with elementary school classes I\u2019m subbing in, especially when they are studying a science unit on sound.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">It\u2019s easy to make a homemade kazoo with waxed paper and a comb, but can you imagine what a $20 marching kazoo looks like. I can.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/08\/Marching-kazoo-611x1024.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter  wp-image-1711\" src=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/08\/Marching-kazoo-611x1024-179x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"88\" height=\"147\" srcset=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/08\/Marching-kazoo-611x1024-179x300.jpg 179w, http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/08\/Marching-kazoo-611x1024.jpg 611w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 88px) 100vw, 88px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Everyday Objects I love music. Not just any music, folk music. Not the electric kind, more so the acoustic sounds that are made by both real and inventive instruments. 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