Which word would warrant writing, er, about?

Who cares? What does it matter? When will I choose? Where am I? Why is W so key in questions?

Since I’ve already written about questions, I guess I ought to go with something else this time.

When I was a kid, I accidentally made a wind harp out of a fishing pole. I forgot about it until I heard Garrison Keillor tell a story on Prairie Home Companion where a young harpist put an electric harp on an outdoor stage and let the wind play it.

That prompted me to do some research and I found that wind harps (or aeolian harps) have been around for a long time. They come in all shapes and sizes and for whatever reason, the sound they make fascinates me.

So, W is for Wind Harps. I’ll write more about them another day. For now I’ll leave you with a short recording of a wind harp, and a video shot at A Sound Garden* in Seattle.

* A Sound Garden does not use wind harps for the sounds, but rather pipes. There’s a similar quality to the sound, though. And yes, A Sound Garden was the inspiration for the name of the band, Soundgarden.

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5 thoughts on “W is for What?

    • 04-27-2012 at 1:40 pm

      Right? When I went to A Sound Garden, the sound of the pipes reminded me of that odd background noise you’d hear on the old Star Trek show when the crew was on an alien planet. It was trippy. I went there with a friend and we both experienced this thing where it seemed as if one second we were alone, and the next there were a dozen people around us. I think they were real people and not ghosts, but I could be wrong.

  • 04-30-2012 at 12:46 pm

    I’m looking forward to the story. I’ve never known anyone who accidentally made a wind harp out of anything, much less a fishing pole. 😉

    • 04-30-2012 at 7:53 pm

      I have to make a note so I remember to tell the story. I don’t know if it’s that interesting, but it was a pretty neat experience. I can still remember it well considering it happened more than thirty years ago.


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