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Wed, 06 Aug 2008
Playing trumpet.
Managed to play this hit of all times and nations:
Which is a sad ballad about fir, which was moved from the forest to make people happy. It tells
us how young always green tree lived in the wild, which beautiful relations it had with the nature,
and then was killed to become a new year fetish.
And do not be fooled by the matter, that it is a song for small kids, a very deep drama is rised there.
Or something like that :)
Sound is not always very good, and the higher I can play (today I moved one note higher in the third
octave, to somewhat around trumpet D, but it is unreliable), the more complex is to play in the first or small
octave. But I practice...