The orchestra series (4)
by andrzej_capulet on December 22, 2008
in students
I wake up this morning and I’m very surprised – my world has changed, I am a harp! God, why am I a harp? For what sins? It’s a very strange feeling for me. I have a wooden, gold painted frame and metal strings. One thing hasn’t changed – I’m still big. A small, pocket harp would be ridiculous. After the first negative impressions I can say there are good sides of being a harp too. There is only one harp in the orchestra and I’ll play a very important role at concerts. Playing me isn’t easy and only few people in the world can do it. It’s a privilege to play a harp, usually women do it. It will be very exciting, when a pretty woman puts me between her legs, gently touches my strings and the music plays. A fantastic feeling, many men would like to be a harp I suppose. Fortunately there aren’t many men who play it, one of the best known is Andreas Vollenweider, called the master of the harp. The harp is big and solid, but the sound of it is very beautiful, delicate and soft. It’s one of the oldest musical instruments. It’ll be a very strange experience for me, but it isn’t the worst thing that could happen. I could be a whistle and everybody could blow me. God, thanks for making me a harp.
