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Listen to This, Would Ya?—What Child Is This

This is the last of the few Vince Guaraldi arrangements I can play from A Charlie Brown Christmas. If you are new to my recordings, let me lower expectations for you—I don't record my music because I think I'm good. I record it because I like to play things like the piano and the recorder. I haven't figured out how to record the French horn yet, but when I do, look out.

I think more people should make music of some kind or another. Just because we all can't have degrees in music or we don't make a living from it doesn't mean we should shy away from enjoying all that it brings.

So, in the spirit of Charlie Brown, always searching for happiness and purpose, here is me being happy and purposeful while sloppily playing What Child Is This:

Comments

dive said…
Beautiful as ever, Robyn.
I'm glad you've shifted your musical pieces from Saturday to midweek; more people seem to blog midweek so you'll delight even more of us.
I'm gradually kicking Vince Guaraldi off my iPod and replacing him with your versions.
Mrs. G. said…
This is my favorite!
Anonymous said…
You're fantastic Robyn. I can't play any instrument, nor can I read music. My aunt was a concert pianist though and my mother can play. My generation seemed to have missed out though which is something I have always regretted.
Terroni said…
That was so much fun to listen to, Robyn!

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