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Smooth Classics at Seven with Zeb Soanes 7pm - 10pm
17 August 2020, 17:12 | Updated: 17 August 2020, 19:39
Obscure percussion instruments, saliva-drenched communal recorders and lustily-sung out-of-tune hymns. Makes you think, how come we ever grew to love music?
Please allow us to trigger some very specific memories of playing out-of-tune recorder, paying very close attention to your part in ‘Frère Jacques’ and deafening your poor supply teacher with a cowbell.
It was like you were IN the jungle.
why did everyone play the recorder in fourth grade what were they training us for— christian delgrosso (@christiand) June 20, 2015
It was the ultimate gateway instrument.
Is this supposed to sound like a frog? I am unconvinced.
I am a virtuoso and no one shall convince me otherwise.
So, this is what the end of the world feels like.
“Muuuumm, do we have any duct tape, empty cereal boxes or garden string?”
do you ever just randomly remember the hymns you used to belt out at primary school you'll be walking along minding your own and next minute in your head ur like HES GOT THE WHOLE WORLD IN HIS HANDSSSSS— ab (@whatabbiesays_) January 3, 2018
*throws arms out to both sides with glee*
Come on Ken chill out with the vibrato, you’re showing us all up here.
The end of a recorder? It’s a perfectly normal habitat for a pipe cleaner, why d’you ask?
Flatmate showing off all her music skills.— Effi Mai (@EffiMai) March 22, 2015
I dont want to embarrass her so I'm not going to mention how I rocked the tambourine in school.
Your poor, poor teacher.
Never tell a 9-year-old they’re tone deaf. That kind of negativity stays with you for life.
A very particular kind of cruelty.
This was the ultimate way to impress your crush.