July 24, 2007

Ground Rules Trimmed in Pink

Evidently there was not enough noise in this home.

Or we needed a change of noise.

For late last week we traded in two trumpets for one trombone and a bass guitar.


Mr. T has only wanted to play slide trombone from the get go. This year he grew enough to reach the sixth position and so although the seventh is not attainable; it is not used quite so much right now, so we’re not worrying.

He is IN LOVE with his trombone.

Ringo has been playing trumpet for three years and was done with it. In his mind, and that of his classmates (because it’s all about peer pressure), there was a high geek factor being in band. In particular as he was the ONLY boy in middle school in band.

However, the geek factor is much lower, exponentially lower, if one is playing bass guitar, which is being offered, for the first time… I believe… for him. I suspect the band director figured out that this was the best way to keep him in band and so now we have the typical symphonic instruments and… a bass guitar.

We had to buy that one. I hated it… amplifier the whole nine yards. We have rented all other instruments. But we did get a starter kit. That made it a bit easier. When it came time to make the purchase, he said, “Mom, I want to come with you… pick it out.”

I said, “What part is hard about picking it out? Don’t be thinkin’ I’m spendin’ the big bucks on you. You don't even know how to play yet. You have to prove yourself.”

Ringo: The color, Mom. I have to help you pick the color. I don’t want pink.

As if.

As if I’d pick pink?

The boy who has every 3rd bracket band on his braces the color ‘PINK’. The boy, who during vacation did not have any clean socks, found a pair of my athletic socks trimmed in ‘PINK’ (we almost wear the same sized shoe) and said, “Oh, I’ll wear these!” I specifically bought ‘PINK’, even though I am not a Pink kind 'o gal, so that the boys would NOT TAKE MY SOCKS! And now he says he will? I was aghast. He said, “Mom, Pink’s tough.”


Back to the bass guitar.

Said I, “I thought you said Pink was tough…”

Ringo: Mom, you have to draw a line somewhere. I draw it at my bass guitar.

I’m glad we’re getting these ground rule established. Pink trimmed socks. OK. Pink bass guitar… Not.

Posted by Boudicca at July 24, 2007 07:01 PM | TrackBack

I love my trombone as well...so do the ladies.

Posted by: Toluca Nole at July 24, 2007 07:47 PM

So you went to Gu1tar Center (or on-line as Musician's Friend) and got one of their off-the-rack Rogue Basses?

They also have some low cost (under $150) models by Dean.

Thats were my children got me a knock-about mandolin for Father's Day. (Wouldn't want to take the good one out camping, ya know.)

(Dang content filter 4x)

Posted by: The Thomas at July 24, 2007 09:40 PM

Please don't let my boys see any of those!!! I have a hard enough time convincing them that my pot lids really are not cymbols. ;-)

Posted by: vw bug at July 25, 2007 06:30 AM

TN- Phht.

Thomas- Yes, Guitar Center. We needed an amp and it was just cheaper to get the whole package. It's a Fender. Obviously low end. it works... that's all we need!

VW- Phht. You think I caused this?! Just you wait... One day life is good and the next day you have a pre teen saying, 'My buddies and I want to start a rock band. I'm going to learn the bass..' that's all she wrote.

Posted by: Bou at July 25, 2007 10:56 AM

"One day life is good and the next day you have a pre teen saying, 'My buddies and I want to start a rock band...."

Yep, then the next thing you know he it growing his hair really long, drops out of college and joins the Army,

Sound's strangely familiar...

Posted by: P'Cola Titan at July 27, 2007 09:11 AM