12-27-2021, 09:18 PM
Thought I'd post this here since there's not another San Diego thread. Mostly we did family stuff, but I did get down to the art museum. They had a very nice photography show, a survey of 20th century works with a number of very famous images.
We also hit the Museum of Making Music, which is run by NAMM and is in their headquarters. It's a small museum, but there are lots of great instruments in their collection, and a number of them which visitors can play. I got to play a nice Kamaka tenor ukulele, a theremin, a hammered dulcimer, and a weird instrument called the harpejji, which is played by hammering down like the Chapman stick but is wider and sits on a table. I also played a Hofner bass like Paul McCartney's (although a recent model). I have to report that I hated it. The neck was narrow but thick and I didn't like the feel of it. Also I couldn't get a tone out of it that I liked.
I also hit Farenheit 451 books in Carlsbad, which used to be a generalist used bookstore, but has turned more to rare books. I did find a book called The Urban Bestiary, about wild animals in cities.
My nephews children (4 and 7) are kind of monsters. Fortunately they are apparently a bit afraid of me and don't try too much with me.
We also hit the Museum of Making Music, which is run by NAMM and is in their headquarters. It's a small museum, but there are lots of great instruments in their collection, and a number of them which visitors can play. I got to play a nice Kamaka tenor ukulele, a theremin, a hammered dulcimer, and a weird instrument called the harpejji, which is played by hammering down like the Chapman stick but is wider and sits on a table. I also played a Hofner bass like Paul McCartney's (although a recent model). I have to report that I hated it. The neck was narrow but thick and I didn't like the feel of it. Also I couldn't get a tone out of it that I liked.
I also hit Farenheit 451 books in Carlsbad, which used to be a generalist used bookstore, but has turned more to rare books. I did find a book called The Urban Bestiary, about wild animals in cities.
My nephews children (4 and 7) are kind of monsters. Fortunately they are apparently a bit afraid of me and don't try too much with me.
the hands that guide me are invisible