Johannes Brahms (1833-1897) composed his Sixteen Waltzes for piano in 1865. Here is number 15, performed by Idil Biret.
bluebird of bitterness
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Home sweet home
Bob's sister Hannah
Bob's sister Ada
Bob's brother Otto
Bob's sister Eve
Bob's sister Nan
A baby picture of Bob and his siblings (clockwise from upper left: Otto, Eve, Hannah, Ada, Bob, and Nan)
Bob's childhood home
Bob's mom and dad
Bob in his youth
Bob's cousin Alphonse
Bob's Uncle Ralph and Aunt Edna
Bob's cousin Archibald
Bob's stepbrother Herbie (who really needs to quit smoking)
Bob's cousin Chester
Bob's Great Uncle Norbert and Great Aunt Phyllis
Bob's cousin Saffron (who will do anything for a drink)
Bob's sister-in-law Sybil
Bob's cousin Thorndike
Bob's brother-in-law Vinnie
Bob's cousin Orville, who loves the Green Bay Packers
Bob's nieces Lulu and Bitsy, the biker chicks
Bob's stepsister Eloise, with the twins, Rudy and Trudy
Bob's Uncle Henry and Aunt Rowena
Bob's niece Esmerelda (who likes to live dangerously)
Bob's Great Uncle Arthur up in Saskatchewan
Bob's cousin Louie, the grackle of grumpiness
Miss Screech, Bob's journalism teacher
Bob's nephew Winthrop, who loves sports
Bob's Uncle Seymour and Aunt Bernice
Bob's second cousin Schlomo in Brooklyn
Bob's nephew Baxter
Bob's cousin Darrell
Nigel, Bob's pen pal in New Zealand
Bob's sister-in-law Delphine, who volunteers at the animal shelter
Percy the Pickpocket, Bob's third cousin once removed (the relative no one likes to talk about... every family has one)
The Bluebird of Happiness™ (no relation to Bob)
A pair of boobies (also no relation to Bob, but included for readers who desire titillation)
A pair of tits (in case the boobies were insufficiently titillating)
Bluebird Bitter™, the beer they named for Bob
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Looks much better without the beard.
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Well, since Brahms composed this waltz when he was a young man, I used a photograph that was taken when he was a young man. 🙂 (Musically, he was a prodigy, but when it came to his physical maturation, he lagged way behind. His voice didn’t change until he was in his twenties and his beard didn’t come in until he was in his thirties.)
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When his beard finally did grow out, it was a good one. Way better than my scraggly beard.
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One of my favorites. It makes the world seem a kinder place.
It’s easy to say that he lived in a simpler time, but there is nothing simple about the child mortality and hardships endured that were frequent that most of us cannot immagine.
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Anything that makes the world a kinder place is okay by me. 🙂
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What I’ve always found fascinating about composers is the internal hell most have endured and how they used music to express it (Like Beethovan and Schumann).
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That is so true.
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