Carl and the Ivories

From a young age, my pet Corgi, Carl, has been interested in music. My question was always what form of expression would develop? I took piano lessons when I was a kid, so we tired that.

Carl gave it his all but the instrument proved to be problematic. His first recital served as a disastrous illustration. I watched as the spunky pooch looked at the sheet music, ran to the appropriate key, jumped in the air (no small feat with his short legs), and landed, making the correct tone.

Of course, this technique was slow and only allowed him to play one note at a time. This resulted in jeers from his fellow students, who all had the advantage of large hands.

As gently as I could, I suggested he look for a different instrument.

He attempted the trumpet, the banjo and he had a brief fling with the bass oboe. But none of these suited his talents and body type.

After days of contemplation, he announced that he would concentrate on writing and performing music for voice. This has proven to be a good fit.

Carl feels most inspired to create when he’s outside. I happened on him one day and took this picture.

Can you guess the first line of the song he was composing?

Give up?

Here it is:

“Sunshine on my boulder makes me happy.”

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1 Response to Carl and the Ivories

  1. Oh, I was going to guess “I am a rock; I am an island”

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