oh and p.s the post about hearing the hand approaching the string...isnt from me, it must be another sara. Mom thought it was me but its not, but i am sure proud you are learning to play the sitar. love love love you
Your eclectic description of the Sitar's "Twang Resination" is intriguing. I can hear the hand approaching the string and the vibration that follows...
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Right on Matt.
Both Saras celebrate your haiku! and now they are both properly acquainted and blog-befriended.
Posted by: sara K | March 14, 2007 02:32 AM
no worries for the sara confusion at all friend!
Posted by: sara | March 13, 2007 05:54 PM
I apologize for the Sara confusions... this Sara is noah's sister.
Posted by: sara k | March 12, 2007 06:58 PM
oh and p.s the post about hearing the hand approaching the string...isnt from me, it must be another sara. Mom thought it was me but its not, but i am sure proud you are learning to play the sitar. love love love you
Posted by: sara | March 12, 2007 05:10 AM
matthew i wrote you an email, did you get it? miss you and love you!
Posted by: sara | March 11, 2007 08:55 AM
Your eclectic description of the Sitar's "Twang Resination" is intriguing. I can hear the hand approaching the string and the vibration that follows...
Posted by: sara | March 11, 2007 04:47 AM
Bring them back with you.Who Knows?
Posted by: Albert Rubin | March 10, 2007 04:06 AM
Are you composing also?
Posted by: Albert Rubin | March 10, 2007 04:02 AM
Well done, Matthew! It looks a bit intimidating - how many of the three men watching you both so intently are teachers?
Posted by: Andi | March 7, 2007 09:01 PM