22/11/05

madrobins: It's a meatloaf.  Dressed up like a bunny.  (Default)
Younger Girl started taking guitar lessons about a year and a half ago. Her original teacher, in Noe Valley, was okay, but he was sort of rigid, and YG really needed the carrot of getting actual songs to play. So we found her another teacher, a really cool, soft-spoken guy who not only got her playing her guitar, but got her enthused about playing electric guitar and drums and...like that.

And then, about two months ago, she saw him perform with his band. And was mortified. "He's older than you are, Mom! My God, he was like, all over the stage and yelling "thank you, San Francisco!" and stuff. It was embarrassing!" So now, because she has seen him playing rock and roll on stage, she wants another teacher. Or to not study guitar. Or something. (The new enthusiasm is ice skating.) We are not taking this too seriously: her complaint doesn't seem to be that he's a bad teacher, only that she was embarrassed to see him perform.
madrobins: It's a meatloaf.  Dressed up like a bunny.  (Default)
I hope everyone here has seen That Thing You Do, a charming, very smart little movie written by Tom Hanks, about a one-hit wonder band in 1963. Spouse showed it to YG tonight (Sarcasm Girl is already a fan) and she was, of course, delighted with it. In addition to Hanks, who plays the band's manager, it has Tom Everett Scott (who learned to play drums for the movie) and Liv Tyler before she was Elvish. It has a sunny, lovely sense of a world I remember when I was nine. If you haven't seen it, please do. I mean, really, see it.