Flute your way through isles of sound,
Surrounded by a sea of notes.
The crotchet rises, the quaver rests,
The breve on the horizon floats.
© Copyright Robin McShane – August 2014
Flute your way through isles of sound,
Surrounded by a sea of notes.
The crotchet rises, the quaver rests,
The breve on the horizon floats.
© Copyright Robin McShane – August 2014
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This is fabulous Rob.sometimes a short poem can really hit the spit, just like a piece of music. I, too, have only come across the do, ray, me in connection with the Sound of Music era! An interesting discussion between you and Cynthia about language and the difference in cultures. I had no idea that the American way of describing notes was different. I,too, had many piano lessons way back, with the metronome sitting sternly on the top of the piano refusing to allow me to rush through pieces and go home!😊
Now I will leave you to crochet a other poem full of musical stitches! 😊😊
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Thanks Christine. I also did not realise notes are described differently in America… Interesting!
Love your last bit… Thanks! 🙂 Hopefully creating a symphonic crescendo of concerted harmony, soft on all ears yet moving to the heart! 🙂
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Sounds perfect 😊
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Now it’s all becoming clearer..I’ve been having fun researching this. Terms like breve, crotchet and quaver, semiquaver, are more “international”, and derived from medieval times, whereas the more arithmetic terms –quarter, half, eighth, sixteenth, whole,—are chiefly used in the USA (where I happen to have had way too many piano lessons, as a child!) Thanks! (We also name the notes a, b, c…etc…..instead of do, re, mi..etc.)
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Interesting! Thanks! I’m learning too… Grew up and studied piano in England, hence my understanding! Always fascinates me how words across the English speaking countries are used and often have different meanings and associations! When I came to South Africa, it was amazing how differently certain words were /are used! Sometimes like another language – especially with the many different cultural influences here! Thanks for your insights!
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Also, I was trained with notes as, a, b, c, etc. Only learnt do, re, mi, as a young child! Following the good July Andrews and The Sound of Music! 🙂
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You’ve contributed to my education today. To me the word “crochet” has always meant that dextrous thing similar to knitting, by making endless loops with a small hook. So I consulted Google and discovered that you must have meant “crotchet”, another word for a quarter note….in all my years of playing the piano, would you believe I never encountered the term “crotchet”! Is it particular to flute players, or wind instruments?
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Thanks for picking up the typo! (embarrassed smile!). The crotchet is a basic note for any music – the black dot with the straight tail. It is equal to a quarter of a breve – used very often- maybe you know it by another name?
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Yes….a quarter note, 1/4 the value of a whole note in duration. 🙂
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🙂
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