Over the past week and a bit, I’ve developed a hankering for a Yamaha WX5 midi wind controller. Translation: electronic saxophone. Everything I’ve read about these instruments is good, and I’d love to get my hands on one.
The only problem is that they’re a little bit expensive…I just saw one go for CDN$900 on eBay, with the accompanying VL70-m sound generator. Yuck.
Why would I want such a device, you ask? Because then I could generate a lot more than just saxophone sound. I could turn it into whatever suits the song I’m playing: trumpet, trombone, accordian…whatever sounds the VL70-m has available. Talk about versatile!
But $900 is a little expensive…and that’s assuming I could get one for that price. The retail price from Long & McQuade is $1400+tax…yuck. So I might see about renting one first, just to get a sense of what it’s like.
And then I’ll probably spend the money on piano lessons. Because it’d be nice to be able to sing and play at the same time.
That’s just one of the things I learned this past January, which was (as always) a whirlwind month. FASS 2007 was an excellent show, and if you missed it you missed out. Everything came together quite nicely in the end, and I look forward to seeing the video. What else did I learn? Let’s see…
- I’m pretty good at limboing…though my back hurt like hell the next day.
- I can escape from having my hands tied behind my back. There are photos to prove it, but I think next time Amos is going to put in some tougher knots.
- I don’t look half bad with grey hair and a goatee (which was my character in FASS).
- The Indianapolis Colts rock my world.
Anything else? Oh yeah, I’m beginning to feel 30. I know I’m not 30 until November, but now that I’m one of the older members of FASS, surrounded by students mostlyÂ aged 18-23, I’m feeling it. This suggests that I will either mature gracefully, or regress to a state of immaturity the likes of which people have never seen.
My bet is on something in-between. After all, I always shoot for the middle option when given a choice.
Speaking of which, someone told me last Sunday that I’m difficult to read, which surprised me greatly. Me, difficult to read? I like to think that I’m pretty straightforward and transparent. I say what’s on my mind (most of the time), or I keep it to myself (not very often). I’m not really that devious, unless there’s a reason to mislead someone.
I think it’s more accurate to say that I’m unpredictable. And the reason I’m unpredictable is my desire to always represent the balanced viewpoint. Some people call this wishy washy, others just call it annoying. Suffice to say that I believe every situation is unique due to varying circumstances. I try to consider all of the variables, and that means I don’t necessarily react the same way to everything.
Or maybe I’m just inconsistent.
Or difficult to read. No, wait, I’m trying to say that I’m not difficult to read.
Sorry, confused myself there momentarily.
Truth is, sometimes I just don’t know what’s going on in my head. And I’m perfectly content with that…it’s entertaining.
In other news, I joined the online crack that is Facebook.com, because I know a lot of people using it. If you’re on there already,Â you should add me as a friend.
If you’re not on Facebook, STAY AWAY! It’s crazy addictive. It’s too late for me…save yourself.
And that’s all I have to say about that.