A Message from the Heavens
I broke Carlo's violin "Ram" (it stands for "Hiram;" I borrowed Carlo's violin; Carlo is the SICCO concertmaster) and lost 3 of my 4 P1.5k worth of strings all in two days: last Sunday and Monday.
The disaster occurred after our mass performance in Sts. Peter and John Parish in Malabon. I left Ram in its case, open, on the church's floor, only to move a few steps to light a candle and make a wish to the Virgin Mary, then when I turned back, a heavy wooden music stand was on Ram, with the G string cut, and one f-hole cracked. As what I was told, a tall microphone stand was accidentally bumped, then it stumbled onto the heavy wooden (I have to stress this) music stand, which in turn crashed over the helpless violin, just when I was praying a few steps away.
Carlo was upset, of course, and made loud guilt-tripping jokes on me before leaving the church. He was quite effective... I got quite furious.
I tried to repair the violin. A few adjustments and the wood seemed to have no cracks, just bruise.
But to make matters worse, I was tuning the strings when the E and A strings were busted last Monday. In anguish, I went to the far-flung Mall of Asia to buy a new set of P1.5k worth of strings. "Kashing! Kashing!" I was advised not to use these strings, not just yet. Perhaps after a few months.
Just when I was wishing to the heavens prosperity to the orchestra, God struck my instrument.
The disaster occurred after our mass performance in Sts. Peter and John Parish in Malabon. I left Ram in its case, open, on the church's floor, only to move a few steps to light a candle and make a wish to the Virgin Mary, then when I turned back, a heavy wooden music stand was on Ram, with the G string cut, and one f-hole cracked. As what I was told, a tall microphone stand was accidentally bumped, then it stumbled onto the heavy wooden (I have to stress this) music stand, which in turn crashed over the helpless violin, just when I was praying a few steps away.
Carlo was upset, of course, and made loud guilt-tripping jokes on me before leaving the church. He was quite effective... I got quite furious.
I tried to repair the violin. A few adjustments and the wood seemed to have no cracks, just bruise.
But to make matters worse, I was tuning the strings when the E and A strings were busted last Monday. In anguish, I went to the far-flung Mall of Asia to buy a new set of P1.5k worth of strings. "Kashing! Kashing!" I was advised not to use these strings, not just yet. Perhaps after a few months.
Just when I was wishing to the heavens prosperity to the orchestra, God struck my instrument.
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