June 8, 2009 at 4:55 AM
My favorite is the one about Bruckner, but they're all clever. You have an interesting perspective.
thanks. i added one I just thought of...
BURI, I'd be very cautious if I were you...It is illegal to peddle your a** around town
I like it!
Except, the last thing I want is to have to get instruction from some expert on how to ride my bike. I had bike-riding instruction when I was 6 in order to take off the training wheels, and that was enough. I just ride to work (when the weather is nice), I'm not racing or anything.
I don't feel this way about violin (and I love my violin teacher), but it's nice when there are some things in the world that you can just do yourself.
I wish biking was like that but there is a surprisng amount of stuff to learn for basic safety once you get on a mountian or a busy road. Even simple things like keeping your thumbs under the handles at all times, watch the ground not the back wheel of the perosn in front or relaxz to absorb the bumps in the arms and shoulders rather than tense u.
Even more important than those points, is being able to repair your bike should a flat tire or some other malfunction occur when you're 20 miles from your car.
Cycling for sport does require a certain skill set much like playing an instrument.
Right. there shoudl be one that reads `Change a tub, change a string`
When we lived in Steamboat Springs, Colorado my wife and I bought superb mountain bikes. Steamboat is jam packed with quality amateur and professional riders so getting a Dorothy DeLay quality mountain bike instructor was no problem. Comparing lessons to violin lessons is easy. The first lesson was how to tune the bike. There is an art to it we learned. Lesson two was scales, riding slowly in the parking lot and staying on track. Lesson three was playing the Tchaikovsky Violin Concerto. He took me up to a gnarly downhill path full of rocks, logs, loose gravel and proclaimed as we started down, Speed is your friend." Hah! It was terror in triplicate.True, the speed helped my balance, but the rough course was brutal. Even with padded bike shorts the family jewels were now glass. With padded gloves my hands were now bruised and buzzards were circling me overhead waiting for the inevitible.
Etudes were riding down the same trail several times in a row, but on the right side, middle, then left side of the sometimes very narrow trails and at different speeds. Kreutzer #1 was seeing how slowly I could come down a twisty steep narrow trail full of boulders and snakes. Oh, yes, forgot the snakes. Rattlers usually. There speed is your friend. The experts jump over the snakes, I would round a turn at speed right into a rattlesnake and have to run over those big monsters. Get your weight back and centered so you don't fall off on top of the snake. That does NOT work with a porcupine. Don't ask.
The final performance is being asked to ride down the mountain with some quality amateurs and professional riders. There I played second violin.....last stand.....inside chair....behind the curtains.....bow all soaped up.....told to play ppp while the rest play fff. My sort of redemption came a few days later when I saw the "concertmaster" all bandaged up and a cast on his leg. He claimed he played the minute waltz in three minutes instead of one, thus causing the fall over the handlebars where the trail suddenly steepens. It's an advanced beginner's trail and it's so easy at his level he let his mind wander he said. As my teacher said a few years ago, "be damn sure to practice the very easy parts also, don't ask."
Something I learned from both are, "Work with it it can reward you, work against it it can punish you!"
Another one is: if you are the soloist, you need a good team supporting you. Applies equally to Lance Armstrong and Hilary Hahn.
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