I am a very musical little peach. Music is one of my passions. I have written many articles about my love of all things musical. Mommy has composed songs just for me because she knows how much I like to listen to her sing. I even play the piano and the drum.
Music requires sound and any connoisseur of music knows that the search for the right sound requires constant experimentation. I am often engaged in the pursuit of new sounds. When wielded by skilled hands, even random household objects can be surprising sources of music.
Two objects will give a skilled musician, like me, ample opportunity to compose something brilliant and inspiring. Each object can be banged against the floor, wall, or table. The two objects can also be bashed against each other. Just watch your fingers!
Sometimes the best sounds can be made with no objects at all. I can kick my feet and thump my heels against the floor. If I kick a certain way, I can sometimes get my feet to make a squeaking sound. I also have my hands and they are very musical in their own right.
My most recent musical discovery has revealed that my hands can make a delightful sound if I smack them against the top of the coffee table. My left hand goes smack, smack, smack. I give that hand a little rest while my right hand goes smack, smack, smack. After a while, my hands start to feel weird and tingly.
I take a close look but I can’t find anything unusual on the palm of my hand. I’m a bit baffled but the tingly feeling begins to fade quickly. I shrug it off and resume my project. I would really like to get the rough draft of my composition done before dinner.
If I use both hands I can get a lot of smacks in a very short period of time. I try something new and alternate between left and right, smack, smack, smack, smack. I like the way it sounds and I put more muscle into it. Then I bring both hands down at the same time with some gusto, smack, smack, smack.
As I get more into it, the palms of my hands tingle even more. I yell at my hands as I turn them palms up and take another close look. Still nothing visible to the naked eye. I must be touching the music. Is that what music feels like? It doesn’t feel very good at all.