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*Leafs through racks of old LPs, all chronologically arranged*
*Slides the LP out of its case gently, places it on an old vintage record player*
Whoops! Maybe you were looking for Beethoven?
- Well, son, you may be wondering why I invited you here, to my specially designated Music Room.
- I am sort of dad, yes, I'd rather be out there *points outside* playing with Jimmy and Perc...
We don't have a photo of the beacon of sophistication and sensitivity that will guide you for the next 20 minutes, but you can rest assured he wishes he was Kenneth Branagh
- Nevermind that! I brought you here, son, because there comes a time in a man's life when he must consider the past and plan for the future, he must re-examine his life, what he values, what he lives for, and how he can still be of service to others.
- OK dad, how does this involve me?
- Well son, I have been thinking long and hard about things and I've decided to share with you what I value most, while I still have vestiges of my youthful sensitivity and appreciation of the fine arts, and while you are still young and largely ignorant of the aberration that is modern cul...
- OK dad, for some reason I think we should just get on with this, I understand.
- OK son, well what I appreciate, what I have always found most satisfying in life, are the finer things - the subtle aromas of a fine Bergamot, the refined harmonies of Beethoven's majestic Seventh Symphony, the delicate brushwork and play of light in a Gericault or a Delacroix. Do you understand me, son? Do you know what I mean?
- Well, no... no, not really dad... although, actually, umm... dad, umm... unless... do you mean like one of Blue-Eyes Ultimate Dragon's majestic burst streams of destruction? Like that kind of satisfaction?
- No, no son, I suppose you're too young to appreciate Romanticism. No no, there's no point trying to explain what I mean, I may as well just show you...
- ...Bach, Mozart, Haydn...ah, here we are son - Rossini - good old Rossini! The Italian Mozart, some say...
- Wait dad, don't you think you shouldn tell me a bit about this guy first?
- Yes, alright, I suppose it might help if I set the scene, sure.
Biography[edit | edit source]
- Well, he was born into a musical family in a small Italian village in 1792; his mother was the baker's daughter and his father was a slaughterhouse inspector[1]. From a young age he took an interest in music and by the age of 10 had become a pioneer in the esteemed world of the triangle, playing regularly in his father's band...
- The triangle, dad? Anyone can play the triangle!
- No, no, son, that's where you're wrong! You see triangles are notoriously underrated and underappreciated components of the orchestra's overall homophony, it is the symphony's seasoning you see. During rehearsal, the rest of the orchestra would often ask Rossini's father - who was the conductor of the band - how a Vivaldi or a Bach piece could be improved, and Rossini Senior would simply respond that it needed more triangle.
- ...
- Never underestimate the triangle my boy, the triangle is the topping on the tiramisu. Anyway, I'd better continue, I know what you youths are like nowadays, can't hold your attention for 5 seconds, let alone 5 minutes! Well...
