My Sunday started in such a strange way that I wonder if I’m still asleep and dreaming all this.
Over on the Afterworders on Facebook page, someone had posted a piece about a small army of Scottish saxophonists playing the saxophone riff from Baker Street as part of the town of Paisley’s bid to become a European City of Culture. (see comments). How can they fail?
The performance had the blessing of Gerry Rafferty’s daughter (he was born in Paisley) and it looks as though they were all having a grand old, saxatastic time.
And if you think that sounds far-fetched, I then chanced upon a clip of sound sculptor and inventor of musical instruments, Henry Dagg, playing Somewhere over the Rainbow on his “catastrophony”: a keyboard consisting of squeaky toy cats.
The idea sounds so far-fetched. However that Gallic polymath, @Pizon_Bros pointed out to me that the idea of an instrument where the sound is created by the squeals of tormented cats is a very old one. The myth of the cat piano (Katezenklavier in German, piano a chats in French) has existed for hundreds of years.
It inspired this rather darkly, entertaining cartoon narrated by none other » Continue Reading.