Paradisa Sinfonia Post #01 - (Un)Sight(ly)-reading

[cantacquityou]

 
[Today, in a remote corner of the music room, there is a large, beautiful couch, a couple of very comfy chairs, a few random instruments (a large grand piano and a harp being the centerpiece), and a couple of small tables adorned with decorative trays of little finger foods.

Edgeworth didn't expect more than two people to show up... but, alas. It seemed as though there were more people interested in music than he had imagined. He had expected a small gathering for a titillating discussion of music, but it ended up with musicians and non-musicians alike tinkering with random instruments and/or scarfing away at the (limited) food.

So, he thought he'd try something. A sight-reading test! Why not gauge everyone's starting point? He wishes up scores of the well-known song, Thus Spake Zarathustra, handing it to everyone who happened to have an instrument in hand. With lack of a conductor, he approached the podium and tapped the baton, waving it in the air to signify "start".

If you are unfortunate enough to turn a page to the music room, you'll come across this wonderful rendition of auditory rape.]
























...and Thus Flatulated Zarathustra...


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/Edit: Since I've been asked, yes, anyone can comment, Sinfonians and non-Sinfonians alike. :D] 

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[inafadingcrown]

[Oh, dear God, her sensitive Elven hearing. D:

She'll just be cringing over here by her harp. The harp she couldn't continue playing for very long because she was too busy covering her ears.]

[cantacquityou]

[Oh, he gets it. Quite a few here with sensitive hearing, after all. Also cringing, he makes a request with the castle (though it cannot be heard over the mess of noise).


Here. Have some headphones.


As the atrocity commences, he gestures to her a suggestion to 'slip them on' over her head.]

[inafadingcrown]

[She nods her thanks (because, let's face it, you couldn't hear her over this mess anyway) and slips them on over her head. It doesn't completely kill the sound, but it dulls it enough to make playing bearable.]

.5

[cantacquityou]

[...and it finally has ended. Thank whoever-the-%$#@ is up there.]

Well, then. Now that Zarathustra has been brutally beaten and murdered most mercilessly...

1.00

[cantacquityou]

[After a conversation or two with other players, he approaches Galadriel.]

Lady Galadriel, I could only hope you suffered very minimal injury as a result of what occurred just now.

[inafadingcrown]

[She gives a little chuckle.] I suffered some brief discomfort, nothing lasting. But you have my thanks for your concern.

[cantacquityou]

Your patience astounds me. In any case, from what I've been hearing of the other musicians, most are accustomed to playing solely by ear. Do you also fall into this category?

[inafadingcrown]

Not at all. I am more than capable of it, of course, and do so on occasion. But I read music equally well.

[cantacquityou]

Is it anything like our sort of sheet music? [He gestures to one of the scores.]

/makes shit up

[inafadingcrown]

Very much so, yes.

/Snorts XD

[cantacquityou]

That's a marvelous start, at least. In retrospect, perhaps it would have been a better idea to have asked everyone this beforehand...

[inafadingcrown]

[A little laugh] Perhaps. You will know better should any others wish to join.

/Convention break!

[cantacquityou]

I personally would find it preferable to keep the number of participants to an effective minimum as possible. Not that I would be opposed to a few more interested musicians, but I do believe that we have quite the perfect size for a capable chamber group.

[inafadingcrown]

A chamber group mayhaps. Whether it will be a capable one remains to be seen. [Mostly joking. Mostly...]

[cantacquityou]

Once-ler made a fair point earlier. Most of us are actually accomplished players, but it may very well be that some are not accustomed to playing with others. That sort of trepidation can be easily overcome, I believe.

[A chuckle]...Then again, perhaps upon attempting to sight-read, those who play by ear simply frighten the other expert players into submission as what occurred, resulting in that lovely little fiasco just now.

[inafadingcrown]

We have no shortage of time in which to practice, at least.

[cantacquityou]

That is unless by some freak coincidence most of us are sent home all at once.

[doublethefun]

[after the 'song' is over and once she stops cringing at the noises emanating from the instruments, there's a curious look at Galadriel's corner of the room. Hay, you kinda look like Queen Elizabeth.]

[inafadingcrown]

[Yes. Yes, she does. And you are a pony who can play musical instruments. Luna gets a nod of acknowledgement.]

[doublethefun]

[that gets a smile in return]

What art thou wearing? [meaning the headphones. She taps a hoof against the side of her head, while the other hoof is somehow holding both violin and bow.]

[inafadingcrown]

Ah. [She removes them, revealing those distinctly un-Elizabeth-like Elven ears.]

Our host was so kind as to lend them to me to protect my hearing.

[doublethefun]

[there's a flick of her own ear as she makes note of that. Though she still thinks that the distinction revolving around pointy vs rounded ears is kinda inconsequential.]

Are they effective? [just curious, 'cause they'd look a bit silly on her. Not to mention her ears are on top of her head, instead of the sides.]

[inafadingcrown]

[It's one of the few visible distinctions; it just happens to be the least important.]

Partially so. It was enough to ease my discomfort, at least.

[doublethefun]

[still. There are enough long lived, magical, and/or tree-hugging humans around to muddy the issue. Damn Paradisa.]

I would suggest one for everypony, but it might make the matter worse.

[inafadingcrown]

[A little laugh] Indeed. I was able to hear still, for my kind have better hearing than most. [Which is what caused her problem in the first place.]