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    This isn't a joke but something that recently happened. I went to a local park to play and when I arrived it was FILLED with people. May have just been coincidence, but after about 15 minutes the place was pretty much completely empty.

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    Re: Piping in the Park

    Originally posted by Piping Potential View Post
    This isn't a joke but something that recently happened. I went to a local park to play and when I arrived it was FILLED with people. May have just been coincidence, but after about 15 minutes the place was pretty much completely empty.
    Maybe they all rushed off to get their own pipes and drums to get you into a massed bands situation?

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      Re: Piping in the Park

      Originally posted by Piping Potential View Post
      This isn't a joke but something that recently happened. I went to a local park to play and when I arrived it was FILLED with people. May have just been coincidence, but after about 15 minutes the place was pretty much completely empty.
      Maybe a flash un-mob..?

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        Re: Piping in the Park

        On the other hand... if the squirrels and birds
        begin to gather 'round... then perhaps you have
        hit upon something!!
        My friends all know,
        With what a brave carouse...

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          Re: Piping in the Park

          Originally posted by Pip01 View Post
          On the other hand... if the squirrels and birds
          begin to gather 'round... then perhaps you have
          hit upon something!!
          All I know is that when I begin my piobaireachd in the churchyard I use for practice, the pigeons line up on the roof ridgeline facing me and settle in wing-to-wing. I always get the mental picture of a group of judges, sitting and waiting for the competition to begin.


          JMB

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          • #6
            Re: Piping in the Park

            Originally posted by Pip01 View Post
            On the other hand... if the squirrels and birds
            begin to gather 'round... then perhaps you have
            hit upon something!!
            I used to live pretty rural. Was playing at an abandoned cemetery way out in the country a few years ago. Not a soul in sight. Played a couple of tunes, then Hubby started laughing. Turned around, and there must have been 50 cows lined up at the fence, and more running down out of the hills... Does that mean I'm now a "Cow Whisperer?"
            "Your Honor, I solemnly swear I am up to no good"

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            • #7
              Re: Piping in the Park

              Originally posted by Linz View Post
              I used to live pretty rural. Was playing at an abandoned cemetery way out in the country a few years ago. Not a soul in sight. Played a couple of tunes, then Hubby started laughing. Turned around, and there must have been 50 cows lined up at the fence, and more running down out of the hills... Does that mean I'm now a "Cow Whisperer?"
              I had the same experience once. The cows seemed to appear out of nowhere!

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              • #8
                Re: Piping in the Park

                Goat herds and dolphin pods, too.

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                • #9
                  Re: Piping in the Park

                  My wife was wishing for jackasses....

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                  • #10
                    Re: Piping in the Park

                    Originally posted by Linz


                    Turned around, and there must have been 50 cows lined up at the fence, and more running down out of the hills...





                    Greetings to All,


                    I would have also included a second quote... about the
                    pigeons lining up upon the wire... when John Blunt played...
                    had I the I.T. facility for such... but and alas... I am still
                    rather like a monkey with a cello... when it comes to such...
                    so I can but mention the pigeons here...

                    There is a rather wonderful old story (pub. 1920s?) by
                    Frank Stockton... entitled "Old Pipes and the Dryad"...
                    that brings these... and such things... into clearer view...

                    When we play outside... and perhaps even the more so...
                    when it is just as a single piper... we oft times can never
                    know... nor can it be gainsaid... what effect... the pipes
                    may have... upon any being... that may hear them.

                    Our forest friends... or some small child who may hear the
                    playing at a distance... and then some dozen or two years
                    later... again hear the playing... and know that that sound is
                    the one that they want to learn... how to make!!

                    And so... The Music... still progresses... "As the Old Chariot
                    Rolls Along"...

                    Regards... and Happy Piping... to All...

                    Pip01












                    My friends all know,
                    With what a brave carouse...

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