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Just Ten Characters

My Camry has a media screen that, when not being used for navigation, lists the names of songs I am listening to on Sirius radio. It names the song title and the composer or performer on two different lines, but for some reason it only gives the first ten characters and/or spaces. So, if I'm listening to Broadway Hits, I might hear "Seventy Si" from The Music_. Or I might sing along with "I Feel Pre" from West Side_.

Lately I have been listening to Classical Pops, which is a hodge podge of movements from famous symphonies or familiar stand-alone tunes. If the piece is really familiar, I can sometimes sing the horn parts, but because the composers' names are truncated, I have to fill in the missing characters—not always an easy task. I figure if I'm going to play in an orchestra, I should at least know the names of the composers, even if I can't always count out their music. So, I have taken to using this defect in my car's communication system to quiz myself.

To include you in all of my fun, here is a list of famous composers who are often featured on Sirius Classical Pops--ten characters including spaces. Do your best to fill in the missing letters.

Modeste Mu
Claude Deb
Johann Seb
Wolfgang A
Pyotr Illy
Richard St
Camille Sa
Ludwig van
Maurice Ra
Gabriel Fa
Edvard Gri
Leonard Be
Antonio Vi

Comments

dive said…
Hokay …
Mussorgsky
Debussy
Bach
Mozart
Tchaikovsky
Saint-Saens
Beethoven
Ravel
Faure
Grieg
Bernstein
Vivaldi

Hey! That really is a mainstream list! Where's the Stravisnki? The Ades? The Shnittke? The Elliot Carter? The Stockhausen? All the clanky rackety music I love so much? Where's the Britten? Where are the operas?
Yikes!
This snobby pedant will stick to good old hardcore, elitist Radio 3, Robyn . Hee hee.
Scout said…
Yes, it is mainstream, you snob! I don't like the clanky rackety stuff, so I didn't include it in the list. When the station plays it, I switch to something else until it's safe to return. Bah!
peahen said…
Is number 6 Richard Stilgoe?
dive said…
Hee hee hee. I'm a patronising, elitist snob and proud of it, Robyn. Feel free to punch me hard on the arm. I deserve it.

Pea, that will be lost on the Americans, so I'll giggle for them: Hee hee hee hee hee!
Scout said…
It was lost on this American, at least, so I looked up the name. Very funny guy. I wish he would be featured on Classical Pops.
dive said…
You'll be pleased to know Radio 3 is playing Haydn at the moment, Robyn. I think they read your blog and are taking sides with you.
Hee hee.
Gina said…
Ok, well, Dive got them all, but I knew seven of them!
Well it looks like dive did all the work for us - I wonder how good he would be at Jeopardy.
Mrs. G. said…
Dear Sco,

That is a cool li
Thank you for shar
I love classical mu
Have a nice da

Love, Mrs
Oooo...bring on the Britten, Berg, and throw in some Lauridsen, Whitacre and the like.

Oh, and some Hindemith.
Anonymous said…
Robyn, I'm not even going to try to compete with Dive. He knows everything.

That's one fancy Camry you have there.
Maria said…
I got them all except the first one. And I am a real dunce when it comes to music. All that listening to the classical station with Liv on the way to school must have paid off.....

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