Renting a Cello

Amusing experience renting the cello tonight. The owner was a ecentric old German guy who had to have his son do everything. His son was very timid and appear to have parkinsons disease. The owner kept complaining that there weren’t prices on anything even though the son kept saying they didn’t sell rentals (prices were on non-rentals). Cool old building in Capitol Hill, but very hot. The son demo’d a bunch of instruments even though I told him I knew nothing about the Cello.

They finally gave me one and then asked who I was taking lessons from. I told them Manfried Funk. To which they began to hem-and-haw and decided they needed to give me a better cello of Funk would force me to return it.

Pretty amusing.

And, dude, the cello’s going to be hard to play… yikes.