The 2006 “Help Dan Get His Banjo” Campaign
Part Two
OK, the title still maybe needs a little tweaking, but you get the gist of it…
Backlash to my banjo campaign yesterday, when my wife accidentally surfed to, and read my blog. One reader brave enough to reply with support was given a serious tongue-lashing (typed, but no less serious). It would appear that my discreet online quest is under scrutiny, here at home!!
Bottom line: she is still unconvinced that my purchasing a banjo will add some luster to our household.
Maybe she doesn’t understand the magic of the banjo. SO many songs over the years have been elevated past average with the simple addition of a tiny bit of four-string plucking. Just about anybody can walk into a room with a guitar, but how many people can ignite an evening with a banjo??
I think that there’s also maybe a small part of her mindset that honestly believes this is just another one of my short-term hankerings that will ultimately join our pottery spinner, gourmet cookbook set, golf instruction DVD library, mountain climbing gear, quilting patches, and home curtain maker in the attic. But I swear on the grave of Flatt or Scruggs (whichever one has passed away already), this time is TOTALLY different. I’ve got banjo fingers, and I’m a’ pickin’ and a’ grinnin’!!!!
We’ve still got over a month here in this suite, I could learn enough songs to go on tour, and get a Grammy for our new mantle. I could get asked to play for The Queen, or appear in a Capital One credit card commercial!! What’s in YOUR wallet (twang twang twang)??
Of all the bad habits a husband could have, I’d say adding an Oscar for Best Film Soundtrack Song is hardly an issue worthy of such opposition, wouldn’t you??
Allow me the gift of music. Bring our home the wonder of finger-picked melody.
Send your e-mail: Give The Man His Banjo…
Chow for now!!
Part Two
OK, the title still maybe needs a little tweaking, but you get the gist of it…
Backlash to my banjo campaign yesterday, when my wife accidentally surfed to, and read my blog. One reader brave enough to reply with support was given a serious tongue-lashing (typed, but no less serious). It would appear that my discreet online quest is under scrutiny, here at home!!
Bottom line: she is still unconvinced that my purchasing a banjo will add some luster to our household.
Maybe she doesn’t understand the magic of the banjo. SO many songs over the years have been elevated past average with the simple addition of a tiny bit of four-string plucking. Just about anybody can walk into a room with a guitar, but how many people can ignite an evening with a banjo??
I think that there’s also maybe a small part of her mindset that honestly believes this is just another one of my short-term hankerings that will ultimately join our pottery spinner, gourmet cookbook set, golf instruction DVD library, mountain climbing gear, quilting patches, and home curtain maker in the attic. But I swear on the grave of Flatt or Scruggs (whichever one has passed away already), this time is TOTALLY different. I’ve got banjo fingers, and I’m a’ pickin’ and a’ grinnin’!!!!
We’ve still got over a month here in this suite, I could learn enough songs to go on tour, and get a Grammy for our new mantle. I could get asked to play for The Queen, or appear in a Capital One credit card commercial!! What’s in YOUR wallet (twang twang twang)??
Of all the bad habits a husband could have, I’d say adding an Oscar for Best Film Soundtrack Song is hardly an issue worthy of such opposition, wouldn’t you??
Allow me the gift of music. Bring our home the wonder of finger-picked melody.
Send your e-mail: Give The Man His Banjo…
Chow for now!!
2 comments:
Hello,
Yes,this would be the wife. Mr. Banjo has failed to mention his fingers will be busy picking his new remote which controls his new big-screen tv, and I mean big! Yessir, he has just convinced me on this recent new purchase, so one could understand the need to say no to an insane idea like (of all bloody things) a BANJO? So, don't fall for it, don't offer support, don't let him tug-tug on your heartstrings for some banjo-strings, really. He won't have time what with playing around on the other new toy.
-That Dan Guy's Wife
oh boy....
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