I don't play the violin, only the piano, but I would think it takes many more hours to sound good on the violin compared to the piano. Not that I sound good on the piano either! ;)
My sister never made it. One day when she was away on a school trip, we murdered the violin by cutting its strings and then we gave it a decent Christian burial in the back garden.
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I don't play the violin, only the piano, but I would think it takes many more hours to sound good on the violin compared to the piano. Not that I sound good on the piano either! ;)
Dobbs: Yes *mournful look* it takes hours and a good ear to play a decent song.
My sister never made it. One day when she was away on a school trip, we murdered the violin by cutting its strings and then we gave it a decent Christian burial in the back garden.
Evil laughter was heard.
The aunt: HAHHAHAHA I'm laughing out loud reading this. ( poor sister though)
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