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Unlimited Musical Instrument Geek Thread

Started by AFK, November 22, 2010, 03:35:05 PM

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AFK

Thanks to my gig last night with the improv gang, I'm in musical instrument geek mode.  They've acquired some new instruments since I last played with them, and of course, I want them all.  One of my favorites was the Marxophone

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Marxophone

It's this really cool Zither with keys with little hammers.  Has a pretty interesting sound and it looked like it was about 100 years old. 
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AFK

There was also something like this, except it had a more standard trumpet mouthpiece and an extra valve.  Can't remember what it was called.  Apparently these were popular, or at least more common, in Nazi Germany.

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AFK

The sounds is pretty neat too.  Sounds more like a reed instrument than a trumpet. 
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AFK

Cynicism is a blank check for failure.

Sir Squid Diddimus

Holy shit!
That room looks like more fun that a crate full of angry badgers!!

AFK

The guy with the long blonde/whitish hair is my music professor from the college days.  What you see on those tables is probably, I'm being generous here, about 25% of what's in the music room.  The guy has something like a dozen different keyboards/organs.  All kinds of drums.  All kinds of weird brass instruments. 

He's like the Willy Wonka of music. 
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Sir Squid Diddimus

That's awesome!
All I see around here are things covered in blinking lights, knobs, buttons and wires.
Nothing you blow into, bang on, finger... oh my  :oops:

AFK

Quote from: Sir Squid Diddimus on November 23, 2010, 05:32:15 PM
That's awesome!
All I see around here are things covered in blinking lights, knobs, buttons and wires.
Nothing you blow into, bang on, finger... oh my  :oops:

You haven't lived until you've played a rubber chicken. 
Cynicism is a blank check for failure.

Sir Squid Diddimus

No sir. I have not lived.
rubber chicken.. FUCK YEAH

The Good Reverend Roger

Quote from: Rev. What's-His-Name? on November 22, 2010, 03:42:10 PM
There was also something like this, except it had a more standard trumpet mouthpiece and an extra valve.  Can't remember what it was called.  Apparently these were popular, or at least more common, in Nazi Germany.



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AFK

Oh yeah, we had real vuvuzela's too. 

Also washboard neckties.
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themenniss

Needs moar circuit bent stylophone.

also, does he have a hang drum?
if yes.
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Quote from: Hoopla on November 23, 2010, 09:47:35 PM
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Ukebanjo kicks ass. although i'd still rather a good 5-string. when i get the moneh.
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