FOR THE LOVE THAT IS HOLY, UNHOLY, SACRED, UNSACRED, AND COMPLETELY IN BETWEEN, IT IS SPELLED canon. ONE "N." ONE.
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Buy, doesn't take much to set her off, huh? One day she gets holy-roller, and the next she is a spelling nazi....
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Pachelbel's Canon, while truly one fine piece of music, has possibly the most boring cello part in the history of the world. Seriously, the tedium is unbearable. Luckily, it's so easy that you can just turn your brain off and leave your cello on automatic.
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"Pachelbel's Canon, while truly one fine piece of music, has possibly the most boring cello part in the history of the world."
This always drove me NUTS. My high school orchestra played Pachelbel's Canon every Christmas, and I -- as first cello -- often got called upon to play in roving quartets around town that ALSO insisted on playing Pachelbel's Canon. And I don't think it's possible to explain to someone the complete, mind-numbing -- perhaps even literally agonizing -- tedium of the cello part without showing them the sheet music. As I recall, it consists of eight measures of whole notes with a "Repeat: 87" across the top.
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I heard a 5 piece flute arrangement of that while in high school, and it was amazing.
Then on the day of one of the major performances, one of the girls playing it got really hurt (or sick, I don't remember), and they asked me to play it with them. I was first chair flute, and had my own solo to consider, so I wasn't sure if I could do it.
They gave me the cello part.
I played it without sheet music, half an hour after I had seen it for the first time.
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Tom! You're a fellow cellist? I had no idea. Right on, man.
Yeah, your memory is correct. The whole cello part consists of exactly eight whole notes, repeated ad nauseum.
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I must confess that, at times, in attempts to relieve the tedium, I hammed up my part quite a bit. It may be that no one has ever played the same eight whole notes with as much passionate conviction, vibrato, and expressions of fierce constipation as I have. At one point, during my last Christmas concert, I lifted my cello into the air during the final crescendo to lend a certain atmosphere of exuberance.
I suspect it would have been my last Christmas concert regardless of whether or not I successfully graduated.
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One of my favorite memories is of a road trip to Seattle. We got the cheap seats for the symphony, and went dressed in our embarassed road clothes. We got a lot of smiles, though - something about a crowd of good-looking college students choosing to spend it at the symphony. OUr seat were on the front row, and there was a cellist soloing that night. We were so close we could see him sweat, and he smiled at us after the encore. Great night.
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