Author: Lann
Date: 2008-01-18 00:47
Upon landing in Colorado and surrendering my rental, my mother and I happened to run into a lady who was looking to sell a used plastic Yamaha for $300. "It's a great little thing, well, I mean, I don't play it, it's my daughter's, and she loves it so much that she doesn't even want to be around for me to sell it, but we have to to afford her new wooden clarinet for college."
And she wasn't lying. It was in great shape, and has treated me well for years.
Then, several years later, a Yamaha Allegro fell into my lap. By that I mean, I begged and cried until my parents agreed to buy me a wooden clarinet, so they agreed to take me to the store with my plastic clarinet to see if I sounded better on a wooden clarinet. For not knowing anything about music, they certainly took the right approach to buying a new clarinet.
The owner of the store loved how great I sounded on the Allegro that he cut my parents an awesome deal, and I got a wooden clarinet and a 1990 Cutlass Supreme for my 16th birthday.
Both of my bass clarinets were ebay purchases, the second one to replace the first one that was stolen, and yeah, I was very sad, as it was my first true work of art in repair. My mentor talked me through giving it an overhaul as well as repairing the case, which was actually in worse shape than the clarinet itself. But, I found a replacement, and took solace in the fact that the other one would end up at a pawn shop where a less privileged person would get to play on an awesome bass clarinet with a leopard print case interior. And, I feel a little bad saying it, but the bass clarinet I have now is almost worth the heartache. It's a Yamaha student model that comes apart in the middle, and it's just a spectacular instrument.
I also think that my first kitty cat ran away to go live in the park, and that she is still there. Let me have my fantasies.
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The Clarinet BBoard
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