The Happy Tortoise

So here I am in my "music room", working hard on the California Groove, having just graduated to the fast version.

It's a hot day and I'm finding it quite intense really, but I'm hanging in there.

My daughter comes past and I say, "what do you think then? It's beginning to sound like music, isn't it?"

(She only ever hears me on a spasmodic basis, she's away at university most of the time. Back now for the summer).

"Yes, especially when it's in time with the backing track. You were slow in the middle section, did you know?"

Grrrrrr. "Yes".

"That's OK then".

So I think, "hmmm I'll show her", and I spend the next ten minutes concentrating on speeding up. Cue more sweaty effort and flying fingers.

Then she walks by again....

"In time means not faster than the backing track too, dad!"