Blood
Like a scene from The Exorcist, I once spewed a stomach-full of blood all over a charming nurse as I came round after a major dental operation. Tell us your tales of red, red horror.
( , Thu 7 Aug 2008, 14:39)
Like a scene from The Exorcist, I once spewed a stomach-full of blood all over a charming nurse as I came round after a major dental operation. Tell us your tales of red, red horror.
( , Thu 7 Aug 2008, 14:39)
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Musical interlude...
When I was a wee young 'un.. I was a bit of a dork to say the least. I used to play the oboe (I still do occasionally - but I don't care if its cool any more) I was also in the school orchestra. I was scheduled to play a solo piece in the next school concert, and my family were very excited.
I was crapping myself as the guy I fancied was going as well to see his younger sister sing or something. He had no idea I existed...
On the night I was petrified.. 14 years old, pale and shaking like a leaf. I'd been practising till I knew the piece backwards but still very nervous.
We took our seats and the first big number was played, I was on after that. I played fine in the big number and then my name was announced and I took my little stand and stood dead centre on the spot I'd been shown earlier.
I played the entire piece flawlessly, it was about two minutes long with a particularly tricky bit about three quarters of the way through. I got to the part and sailed through it.. only problem being I was meant to breathe at regular intervals... to this day I truly cannot remember breathing at all.
I passed out in front of an audience of 250 of my friends, family and the guy I fancied. Cracked my head and managed to cut it open quite badly. I came to to see my dad, my music teacher and my mum all covered in blood crowded round me. I made quite a mess and when I went to visit the school just before its closure to make room for a new housing estate last year, the stain could still be seen.
Length... two minutes of a lovely Concerto in D...
( , Wed 13 Aug 2008, 2:34, 4 replies)
When I was a wee young 'un.. I was a bit of a dork to say the least. I used to play the oboe (I still do occasionally - but I don't care if its cool any more) I was also in the school orchestra. I was scheduled to play a solo piece in the next school concert, and my family were very excited.
I was crapping myself as the guy I fancied was going as well to see his younger sister sing or something. He had no idea I existed...
On the night I was petrified.. 14 years old, pale and shaking like a leaf. I'd been practising till I knew the piece backwards but still very nervous.
We took our seats and the first big number was played, I was on after that. I played fine in the big number and then my name was announced and I took my little stand and stood dead centre on the spot I'd been shown earlier.
I played the entire piece flawlessly, it was about two minutes long with a particularly tricky bit about three quarters of the way through. I got to the part and sailed through it.. only problem being I was meant to breathe at regular intervals... to this day I truly cannot remember breathing at all.
I passed out in front of an audience of 250 of my friends, family and the guy I fancied. Cracked my head and managed to cut it open quite badly. I came to to see my dad, my music teacher and my mum all covered in blood crowded round me. I made quite a mess and when I went to visit the school just before its closure to make room for a new housing estate last year, the stain could still be seen.
Length... two minutes of a lovely Concerto in D...
( , Wed 13 Aug 2008, 2:34, 4 replies)
In D?
One might guess that you were playing Marcello so, unless you're one of those weird people who play in in C (Yuck!). Although I have always loved the Albinoni in D too
*geeks away slowly*
yes, that's why my nick is duck related
( , Wed 13 Aug 2008, 10:36, closed)
One might guess that you were playing Marcello so, unless you're one of those weird people who play in in C (Yuck!). Although I have always loved the Albinoni in D too
*geeks away slowly*
yes, that's why my nick is duck related
( , Wed 13 Aug 2008, 10:36, closed)
do you play
the pink oboe?
*sniggers*
nice story though. did the guy take notice of you after this?
( , Wed 13 Aug 2008, 10:47, closed)
the pink oboe?
*sniggers*
nice story though. did the guy take notice of you after this?
( , Wed 13 Aug 2008, 10:47, closed)
Oboe
Is it the Pink Oboe?
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( , Wed 13 Aug 2008, 12:32, closed)
Is it the Pink Oboe?
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**DAMMIT! I need to refresh the page more often**
( , Wed 13 Aug 2008, 12:32, closed)
in reply..
No not the pink oboe although some of the skills are transferrable..
I shall say no more..
And no the guy did not take notice.. I was too much of a dork in high school.. hey ho
And duckee.. it slips my mind what piece it actually was.. it might have been an older students composition if I remember rightly...?|!
( , Wed 13 Aug 2008, 18:24, closed)
No not the pink oboe although some of the skills are transferrable..
I shall say no more..
And no the guy did not take notice.. I was too much of a dork in high school.. hey ho
And duckee.. it slips my mind what piece it actually was.. it might have been an older students composition if I remember rightly...?|!
( , Wed 13 Aug 2008, 18:24, closed)
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