I don't know why. Maybe retirement is beginning to erode his mental faculties.
Well I looked up double bass bows on Google. I warn you now that this isn't recommended unless you have a few years to spare. The listing on Google, sorted by interest and popularity has double bass bows at about 10.5 million down the list just behind the poetry of Samuel Taylor Coleridge and hobby boat building.
Having persevered and finding some shortcuts I established that there are two types of double bass bows - a French bow and a German bow.
Both are made from frogs for some bizarre reason. The French froggy bow has to be gripped overhand kind of like a tennis racket. The German froggy bow which is taller (do frogs actually have height?) requires an underhand grip. Well that's the krauts for you.
About the most interesting thing I found about double bass bows was this joke:
There was a certain bartender who was quite famous for being able to accurately guess people's IQs. One night a man walked in and talked to him briefly and the bartender said, "Wow! You must have an IQ of about 140! You should meet this guy over here." So they talked for a while about nuclear physics and existential philosophy and had a great time.A second man walked in and soon the bartender has guessed about a 90 IQ for him. So he sat him down in front of the big-screen TV and he watched football with the other guys and had a hell of a time.
Then a third man stumbled in and talked to the bartender for a while. The bartender said to himself, "Jeez! I think this guy's IQ must be about 29!" He took him over to a man sitting at a little table back in the corner and said, "You might enjoy talking with this guy for a while."After the bartender left, the man at the table said, "So do you play French bow or German bow?"
8 comments:
Yes that's a great old joke. You see, writing about bass bows is helping your site already!
Must be something better!
Key ingredients three things. Always three things in a joke!
German and French .
Key words bass and bow.
Surprise.
My attempt.
In WW1 there was a great battle taking place between the French and the Germans.
One night a French bassist, violinist and flutist were sent on reconnaissance.
The bassist slid into a shell hole and drowned towed under by the weight of his instrument.
The violinist tried to save him but could not.
He carried on with the flute player and they eventually heard some Germans.
Hoping to deceive the Germans one shouted "Eine Kliene Nacht".
A grenade hit him on his chest then exploded.
Eventually the violinist was returned home but had a leg amputated.
The flutist died of flu in the 1918 epidemic.
Christ!
(Sorry, I just mean some guy who lived 2000 years ago, not some mythical deity figure).
Christ on a bike!
That's a bit pessimistic!
Passchendaele, yes I understand. I had relatives who were wounded there. One won his first MM there.
Robert's comtribution is not really a joke. Normally a joke has a humerous twist.
Contribution - where is the chance to edit?
Attention to detail my friend is what counts.
Please don't let your standards slip now that you are are a burden to..., sorry, an OAP.
Get it right first time and there won't be any need for editing.
I was using poetic 'license'.
Don't get clever with me sunshine.
Everyone ( or everyone who has been subjected to your posts on your blog .... on second thoughts, not too many people) knows that
'license' is a verb and 'licence' is a noun.
I think that you might have retired too early.
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