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A few years ago, I was invited to a Halloween party by my friend. And I ended up playing “The Pied Piper of Hamelin “as the zaniest skit there.
I can play the flute, but I had to do it in a peculiar fashion, that is, playing out of tune intentionally during the play to make the audience laugh.
This was not so easy.
At that time, I was relatively busy and the time for practice was limited to less than 30 minutes at midnight every day. There is no soundproof chamber in our house, so I went to a small park under the overpass near my house to play the flute loudly. The park is very good for that purpose. It has a good echo effect and enough light to read my scores and, above all, it's very safe because of surveillance cameras.
One rainy night when I was earnestly playing the flute there, a high-spirited looking, massively-built guy emerged and began practicing Japanese martial arts Kata (detailed choreographed patterns of movements practiced solo). He was performing very solemnly, and his form was beautiful.
But my zany flute playing must have disturbed him, as his train of his movement sometimes became somewhat clumsy.
We tried to ignore each other and concentrate on our respective activities, but that was impossible.
We gradually synchronized. The more comically I played the flute, the more humorously he moved. The power of music was formidable.
He had been practicing there for a while, but suddenly went away.
The next day I saw him practicing Kata at the park, he was wearing big headphones.
I can play the flute, but I had to do it in a peculiar fashion, that is, playing out of tune intentionally during the play to make the audience laugh.
This was not so easy.
At that time, I was relatively busy and the time for practice was limited to less than 30 minutes at midnight every day. There is no soundproof chamber in our house, so I went to a small park under the overpass near my house to play the flute loudly. The park is very good for that purpose. It has a good echo effect and enough light to read my scores and, above all, it's very safe because of surveillance cameras.
One rainy night when I was earnestly playing the flute there, a high-spirited looking, massively-built guy emerged and began practicing Japanese martial arts Kata (detailed choreographed patterns of movements practiced solo). He was performing very solemnly, and his form was beautiful.
But my zany flute playing must have disturbed him, as his train of his movement sometimes became somewhat clumsy.
We tried to ignore each other and concentrate on our respective activities, but that was impossible.
We gradually synchronized. The more comically I played the flute, the more humorously he moved. The power of music was formidable.
He had been practicing there for a while, but suddenly went away.
The next day I saw him practicing Kata at the park, he was wearing big headphones.
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But my zany flute playing must have disturbed him, as his train of his series of movements sometimes became somewhat clumsy.
The next day when I saw him practicing Kata at the park, he was wearing big headphones. //Instead of adding when, you could also change your comma to a semicolon. "The next day I saw him practicing Kata at the park; he was wearing big headphones."
And I ended up playing “The Pied Piper of Hamelin “as the zaniest skit there.
Do you mean you played in it or were you the Pied Piper? I didn't quite understand.
I can play the flute, but I had to do something quite unusual--play out of tune intentionally during the play to make the audience laugh.
It wasn't as easy as it sounds.
At the time, I was relatively busy, and the time I could practice was limited to less than 30 minutes at midnight every day.
One rainy night when I was earnestly playing the flute there, a massive guy who seemed to be in high spirits, emerged and began practicing Kata, a type of Japanese martial art involving detailed choreographed patterns of movements practiced solo.
But my zany flute playing must have disturbed him because his movements sometimes became sloppy.
He practiced there for a while, but suddenly went away.
The next day I saw him practicing Kata at the park, but that time, he was wearing big headphones.
Later,I will read over it carefully.Just a quick note to say thank you fot your help.