Tuba before Coffee
Robb and I woke up early this morning.
Was there really oompah-tuba music playing in our bedroom, before 8am?
Well, yes, there was.
One of our neighbors was hosting a party, and they were playing live music. Tuba, trumpets and a drummer.
I don't know about you, but I think there's something a little cruel about making your neighbors listen to tuba music, before they've even brewed coffee. I guess I should count my blessings. At least I the neighbors didn't hire an accordionist.
(The band is actually really good, thankfully. They've been playing non-stop for an hour and a half. The tuba player weaves in and out of the music, creating some incredible syncopated rhythms.)
Was there really oompah-tuba music playing in our bedroom, before 8am?
Well, yes, there was.
One of our neighbors was hosting a party, and they were playing live music. Tuba, trumpets and a drummer.
I don't know about you, but I think there's something a little cruel about making your neighbors listen to tuba music, before they've even brewed coffee. I guess I should count my blessings. At least I the neighbors didn't hire an accordionist.
(The band is actually really good, thankfully. They've been playing non-stop for an hour and a half. The tuba player weaves in and out of the music, creating some incredible syncopated rhythms.)
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and I LIKE ACCORDIAN music!
I bet you guys were sort of shuffle-dancing to the music as you made coffee- admit it...
Annalisa
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