Rik set aside the guitar that was in his lap and went to pull out the large flat case that was tucked behind the recliner. Laying it down, he opened it to pull out the pretty blue and purple, metallic two tone electric harp. His harp he wasn't quite as picky about, at least not this one.
"In my school, you can't progress unless you prove proficiency in the instruments or techniques you are learning that year." Which was part of the reason Rik knew so many instruments. "I will be adding saxophone eventually."
He hadn't written that part yet. He started with the harp or guitar parts always because they were easier. He came back over with the harp and sat with the bottom propped on the chair between his legs. "They are ticketed. How many can come for each student depends on how many are in the graduating class."
Rik couldn't guarantee anything because first spaces went to his partner and family. "Do you want to hear what it sounds like?"
Rik had turned the harp into almost another guitar by sound and surely, if these people were composers they'd love to hear it.
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Date: 2023-11-12 05:20 pm (UTC)"In my school, you can't progress unless you prove proficiency in the instruments or techniques you are learning that year." Which was part of the reason Rik knew so many instruments. "I will be adding saxophone eventually."
He hadn't written that part yet. He started with the harp or guitar parts always because they were easier. He came back over with the harp and sat with the bottom propped on the chair between his legs. "They are ticketed. How many can come for each student depends on how many are in the graduating class."
Rik couldn't guarantee anything because first spaces went to his partner and family. "Do you want to hear what it sounds like?"
Rik had turned the harp into almost another guitar by sound and surely, if these people were composers they'd love to hear it.