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Author: Alphie
Date: 2009-09-05 17:21
Today this for me completely unknown woman stopped me and asked me if I’m a musician. I said that I’m a clarinetist in a philharmonic orchestra. Then she said that she has never been to a classical concert but that she could feel that I must be a musician. It was flattering and spooky at the same time.
Also, it’s nice if there is some kind of glow so that I can be sure that I’m not a bluff.
Alphie
Post Edited (2009-09-05 17:29)
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Author: William
Date: 2009-09-05 17:32
Could it have been the clarinets and music stand you were carrying or perhaps the "I Need a Gig" sandwich billboard you were wearing..........(LOL)
Post Edited (2009-09-05 17:34)
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Author: Lelia Loban ★2017
Date: 2009-09-05 17:37
Did she offer her services as a clairvoyant yet? Give you a business card? I hope I'm not maligning the woman unjustly, but fraudulent psychics are a bit of a hobby of mine. I've demonstrated bogus tarot card reading with a stacked stripper deck at science fiction conventions, for instance. Fake mediums specialize in exactly this apparently random public approach. They first case (or have a confederate case) a would-be victim (preferably one with plenty of colleagues/relatives to approach later...) and learn enough facts to make that first approach startling and convincing.
If she didn't try to reel you in yet, don't be surprised if (by some incredible coincidence...) you happen to meet up with her again (purely by accident...) and she makes another startling revelation abiut something you thought was private. If someone approached me on the street this way, I'd express gullible delight and amazement and I'd say that I'd just love to see what she could reveal about my brother (husband, uncle, whatever) the police officer, who just happens to be in that store right over *there* -- and watch her suddenly remember she's late for an appointment and skedaddle as fast as her trotters could take her....
Lelia
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Author: stevensfo
Date: 2009-09-05 17:38
Could it have been the begging bowl, tatty clothes and the "I haven't eaten in a week" sign that gave you away?
:-)
Steve
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Author: Alphie
Date: 2009-09-05 18:26
She was sitting at a street café as I came with three terrier dogs after a long walk in the woods. She recognized the dogs being australian terriers that are quite rare around here. That´s how we came to talk. Then she said that I must be a musician. It was just a strange experience that I wanted to share.
Alphie
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Author: Ralph Katz
Date: 2009-09-05 18:27
That is a very strange pickup line.
If it happens again, you're on to something.
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Author: sfalexi
Date: 2009-09-05 18:36
Funny. I get the opposite.
People don't feel that I'm a clarinet player. When people ask what I play and I respond clarinet, they don't believe me. They apparantly feel that I'm NOT a clarinet player. They sweat I must play some other instrument until I say it again a second or third time (and even THEN there's still doubt).
Alexi
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Author: skygardener
Date: 2009-09-06 01:41
She has probably seen you before with a case in your hands or maybe she has seen you in the cafe reading a music related book or something.
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Author: EEBaum
Date: 2009-09-06 03:02
Or she may have known musicians herself. Lots of us are of a certain type. In a nonverbal communication class I once took, they took 4 random students to the front of the class and had the rest of the class guess what their major was based on the way they dressed. One of them had the "MTV" look... longish hair that partially obscured his face, clothes that seemed carefully selected to give an image of being cool, lay-back, and a general air of having spent a lot of time creating an image of someone who isn't concerned with creating an image for himself. Everyone in the class agreed, "music major!" except the three actual music majors in the back, who exchanged confused looks and confidently declared "business" to each other. We would have said the same, even if we didn't already know all the music majors by sight.
He was indeed a business major. The music major was always the one who came as s/he was, completely unconcerned with creating a "look" or fitting into a certain group, but still more or less taking care of ourselves. We're all too busy practicing to concern ourselves with where we fit in some artificial style-defined pecking order.
Perhaps the random lady on the street picked up on that.
-Alex
www.mostlydifferent.com
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Author: cigleris
Date: 2009-09-06 09:41
Or perhaps she genuinely has foresight. I've had a simioar experience with someone who I had never met before guessed I was a musician but got the instrument wrong.
Peter Cigleris
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Author: Lelia Loban ★2017
Date: 2009-09-06 14:58
My oddest experience of snap misjudgment was my first introduction to a newly-formed chamber music group that meets in the home of a cellist who owns an excellent Steinway grand. My husband now plays violin in this string or piano trio-quartet-quintet (depending on who's available). The first time I met the piano-owner's wife, an attorney, she asked me what I play. I told her. She made approving noises. Then she asked me what I do (she meant in real life, if any, as opposed to non-remunerative musical life). I told her I'm a retired stained glass designer-builder -- again, she nodded approvingly -- and I'm a staff writer for a magazine that covers horror, mystery and science fiction movies. She stopped nodding. Her jaw dropped. She sputtered, "You don't look like the type!" Wow, was I ever tempted to ask what *type* she would've expected. (Horns and a tail, probably.)
Lelia
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Author: BobD
Date: 2009-09-06 15:23
Too funny to imagine. Oops....what's this!! an eBay Ad...Holy Cow!
Bob Draznik
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Author: Jack Kissinger
Date: 2009-09-06 16:01
Or she may just randomly walk up to people in the street and ask if they are musicians. (Isn't there a serial killer in Europe targeting musicians? A woman who dresses in black, seeks out players who are the best on their instruments and shoots them with a silver bullet?)
Best regards,
jnk
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Author: EEBaum
Date: 2009-09-06 16:07
I once had a random person walk up to me and ask if I was Catholic. Turns out it was a friend of a friend who liked to walk up to people and ask them random specific questions to creep them out.
-Alex
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Author: Curinfinwe
Date: 2009-09-07 20:42
A week ago, my youth orchestra had a concert. We had a few hours before the concert, so me and 10 of my good friends from the orchestra decided to go out to dinner. We went to a bit of an upscale pizza place, thinking that even though it was expensive, it was pizza so we could all split a couple large pizzas. None of us had changed into concert dress yet, and none of us had instrument cases that weren't in backpacks (oboes, flutes, and clarinets). Just after we had ordered, an elderly couple turned to our table and asked my friend if we were musicians. She replied that yes, we were, and was quite startled. She then said that we were playing in such and such cathedral in about 2 hours, and the couple were quite surprised and delighted to hear that there was an orchestra concert they could go to. I still haven't figured out how they figured out that we're musicians! Everyone knows that musicians are poor, so it would probably seem odd to most people that we were eating in a fancy restaurant, and they were genuinely surprised and pleased to hear about the concert, so they couldn't have guessed from that.
Oops. That was a lot longer than I had meant it to be.
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