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if music be the food of love play on
One of the most charming things about the 1995 Pride & Prejudice - which yes I'm watching AGAIN, shut up - is how badly the Bingley sisters play; my daddy would have rapped their knuckles, got out a metronome, and told them that rushing through the hard bits isn't a good disguise for not having really mastered them.
(and it does always tickle me, how little the repertoire for young ladies has changed; SO MANY of the pieces they play were ones that I struggled through in middle school.)
(and it does always tickle me, how little the repertoire for young ladies has changed; SO MANY of the pieces they play were ones that I struggled through in middle school.)
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I know that feel, kid.
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