Music was my first love

by Micky Siamendes

 

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I thought the opening of the latest sim addition, Bar Cafe Fabriken, would be a good angle for some stories about music and what music means to us. I would love to hear others on that subject as well! What does music mean to YOU, what role plays it in your life?

Let me start with my “musical history”. I grew up with music. My dad played the guitar and my mom the zither, rather folkloristic and not really the type of music I liked later on, but back then in toddler times any kind of music was welcome. I learned early that making music was something enjoyable, something that gave people a sort of togetherness and seemed to make them happy. Some of my dearest childhood memories are about hiking trips with friends and family which always ended in sitting around a campfire with my dad playing the guitar and everyone singing.

When my mom would prepare lunch, she always put on the radio. One of those old things that took ages to warm up before you heard anything. And then she would cook and sing along to the old easy listening tunes. (Maybe that’s why her meals always were delicious.)

I got toy instruments all the time, my first was a clarina:

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And my fav one was a toy piano:

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Not to forget my tin drum of course that really drove my mom crazy!

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I started to learn piano and guitar quite early after the obligatory year of horrible recorder that about any child back then had to go through. But becoming a teenager I lost interest in practicing and would rather spend my time with other things. My dad tried to make me stick to it, forcing my ass down on the piano stool, but after some months he gave up on it.

It was later on as an adult when I picked up my guitar again, and even sat down at my piano again. This time playing what I wanted and not what some teacher would force me to practice. I never had the ambition to become a great classical pianist, practicing Bach, Chopin and Beethoven for hours was not my thing. I rather wanted to be able to enter a bar, sit down at the piano and play some jazzy tunes.

And then one day after work I happened to enter a hotel bar in Munich with some friends, and there he was, an old guy, sitting at the piano, playing just like I would have loved to be able to. He sat there, wearing a hat, talking and laughing with the people while he played. I was fascinated and asked the barkeeper about him. His name was Simon Schott, and he was a quite famous bar piano player.

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He seemed a very interesting person and I wanted to get to know him. I kept coming back to that hotel bar (where he had played for over 30 years), standing by the piano, talking to him, listening to him play about any request he got (he had a repertoire of more than 2000 songs), always with a smile on his face.

One day I invited him for dinner and he told me about his more than interesting life. After WW II he played in Paris for Rity Hayworth, Humphrey Bogart (“He didn’t really like his movie ‘Casablanca’ you know, he never asked me to play ‘As time goes by’”) or at private parties of Coco Chanel. He played at ‘Harry’s New York Bar’ and knew people like Jean-Paul Sartre, Ernest Hemingway or John Steinbeck. He was also a writer, he gave me two of his books back then, one about his life and the other one about how to play bar piano, both very interesting reads. He died at age 92 and had played in that hotel bar nearly till his last day.

Here’s a clip about him:

I really liked that guy, and he inspired me a lot to go back to playing the piano. I will never master that instrument, but it is a great way to relax, to soothe my soul, and if I finally succeed in playing a piece I’ve been practising forever, it gives me satisfaction and the feeling of “yes I did it!”.

Music has always been an important part of my life, and I am happy I can play some instruments, even if just good enough for domestic use.

Soooo, what’s your musical story?

And finally for your listening pleasure, here are two of my favorite piano pieces to play:

10 thoughts on “Music was my first love

  1. Love this post Micky! The piano player sounds awesome.

    As I said to you on email, I was a brass player as a kid – I used to see this guy who lived up the road from me loading a massive tuba into his car everyday, and I wanted to play one too. I ended up playing the euphonium – also known as a tenor tuba or a Wagner tuba. If you listen to the opening of Mahler’s 7th you’ll hear the instrument I’m referring to:

    I wanted to be a professional but on that instrument the only way of doing so is to be in a military band, because so few orchestral pieces use it. No way was I going to join the army, so I went to college instead!

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    1. I think you did well choosing the college. Professional musicians actually have a quite hard life unless they are reall top-notch. But hey, Serene, we can always found a Furillen Brass Band, and you get to play the real big thing:

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      1. mareea farrasco

        Oh, my story is boring. I started to play the piano in my early childhood and studied it quite seriously for more than 8 years. Then I stopped. There were too many other things to study. But the piano opened a door which it is still wide-open – the love for the symphonic music.
        On the other hand, I grow up in the familiar sound of Led Zeppelin, Deep Purple, Pink Floyd, Jethro Tull and many others. So no wonder I haven’t missed any of their gigs years later, when they finally came in my ex communist country.
        Therefore there is no hiatus for me between Bach and Pink Floyd, between Mahler and Radiohead, the music just flows in my ears, making life quite bearable.
        I wish though I had a third life, just for playing the piano and reading philosophy:)))

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  2. Mareea, if you find the door to that third life, let me know, I’ll come along!
    I think you should DJ sometimes at Furillen and present us a mix of Radiohead, Bach, Pink Floyd, Mahler, Jethro Tull … 😉

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