SYNTH
SYNTH
But the model I chose—because I liked the particular arrangement of controls—didn’t record, the salesperson and I concluded when we got it down. At least, there was no sign of a record button. Not record? I thought incredulously. Then what’s the point? Even the $15 kiddie keyboards can record! Digging my heels in obstinately the way I do when my intention has ossified (invariably to the detriment of my back), I drove to the Circuit City half a mile away, and, in acute distress, groaned to the salesman, “Just give me any one that records.” When he told me the price, I felt a little faint, despite my firm resolution to return it, but by then I’d passed the point of no return.
That evening, when I was recovered enough to actually sit down and get acquainted with the high-tech gizmo, I tried out dozens of voices and styles—and was completely blown away. Jeez! I rationalized. This costs barely more than a trip to the dentist for x-rays and a filling—and it’s way more entertaining! I knew within—oh, maybe five minutes—that nothing and no one was ever going to pry me and my new keyboard apart. After a few days I moved it next to my computer so that while I was printing out my illustrations, which takes a while, I could swivel my chair and tickle the ivor…er…plastics. Within a week or two I’d also bought headphones so I could practice when Ella was home and not drive her to homocide.
Below is one of the first songs I wrote for Arielle. For the sheet music, go to my Home Page and choose the last selection, “LISTEN to funny kids’ songs.” A button on the music staff at the bottom of the Songs Page will take you to the “lead sheets” of fifteen of the thirty songs I wrote for her.