GLEE: sheer beatific happiness
From the Scandinavian glee, meaning simple music.
The word itself is joyful. Just listen to its caperingly cheerful vowels.
After posting the weekly photo challenge, Wrong, I got to thinking about the months I spent without music ~ missing Patty, my co-blogger and duet partner, and our wacky Pythonesque attempts at performing Faure’s Elegy. (Kindergartners on YouTube make it look easy ~ it isn’t.)
Charles Schultz was a genius. And a classical music fan. The music in his strip wasn’t a mashup of dots and stems. It was the real deal, the notes drawn from the original score.
Oh, and my forever hero is Schroeder ~ he always plays Beethoven sonatas from memory. 🙂
I love this Charles Schultz quote~
All the loves in the strip are unrequited. All the baseball games are lost, all the test scores are D-minus, the Great Pumpkin never comes, and the football is always pulled away. For me, the operative word is glee. And its glee that I never get tired of.
Patty and I fribble around with classics and country airs, sometimes
coercing inviting friends to listen.
Me and my busker buddy are working towards
THIS ten-curtain-call performance, with all
twenty flesh-and-blood priceless fingers intact.
The glee is back.