My shadow floating over the shrubs.. it was following me everywhere.
My father was a professional musician ... he played many instruments, I grew up with him playing the piano ..my son Filipe still has the piano.. its an upright grand.. There was the flute,a sax and trumpet. My uncle Jim used to play the trumpet. My father and his brothers were all sent to music school . They started learning music at an early age . My father played in the big bands of the 1940's era.. his main instrument being the trombone. I still become melencoly when i hear the trombone played. Its a fantastic instrument, and when listning to music ..i can hear if there is a trombone playing or not.
I used to love to see him dressed in his black suit and bow tie, his white stiff collar all starched , his black patent leather shoes that sparkled like a mirror. Oh..gosh, he was ever so handsome and dashing. I can see him now, just like it was then. Walking out the door of an evening..and giving me a big big hug.
He played the trombone like he was talking to it.. sliding the slide up and down with his tender movement of the hand , he made magical sounds.
I remember as a little girl, holding his muffler and standing in front of him.. when he gave me a wink, I had to put the muffler very quickly into the trombone end , and the notes would change. He used to tell me to tap my foot just like he did, to the rythym .. 1. 2. 123. and so on. 2 time..3 time. 4. time.. I grew up with music and my feet tapping away.. I would dance around the house.
That is my first recollection of music in my home. Our house was full of love and laughter.. my mother in her early years was a ballroom dancer.. thats how they met, their love story lasted more than 65 years.
My parents friends would come around to our house sometimes .. I was sent off to bed. And the night would be spent with them playing music with their instruments, jamming and swinging along to Jimmy Dempsy , the dixie music..and so much more. The ladies singing in sync with the songs that they played ..( I interject, to tell you.. i did not go to bed!). I used to pretend to be asleep, and then i would hop out of bed and go sit at the top of the stairs and listen to them.. It was pure magic in my home.
My father was truly blessed to see 3 of his grandchildren playing instruments. He did the same with them when they were children.. tap your feet to the music and listen. That is what they did.
My daughter plays Piano and has her licentiate in music from Trinity college of London. Her two daughters play both piano and flute.
My son Miguel writes and plays the guitar.
My son Filipe ..has a licentiate / masters degree in Music from the University of Evora..and was a professor there for 4 years. Its in the family.
Here Is the sun setting on a happy day around Val's place. I leave you with the song that I am still humming to myself.. I like this version of "Me and my shadow" by dear Judy Garland..
Hope you enjoy it to. A wonderful monday evening to you all.