Suck and Blow

I want a DIATONIC Harmonica. Somebody buy me one? Please?





Introduction:
The diatonic, 10-hole harmonica, despite its unassuming appearance, can be used for music ranging from simple folk tunes to modern jazz. Here are a few tips to get you started on this amazing instrument.

Instructions:
Difficulty: Moderately Easy
Basic Technique

Steps:
1
Step One
Breathe into the harmonica gently but firmly; do not blow or suck. (hmmmm.........)
2
Step Two
Breathe deeply, from your diaphragm, not from your lungs.
3
Step Three
Make your breathing controlled and natural.
4
Step Four
Keep your lips moist to facilitate sliding.
5
Step Five
Relax your mouth.
6
Step Six
Pucker your lips as if you are giving your mom a kiss on her cheek.
7
Step Seven
In this position, slide your lips over the top and bottom plates of the harmonica.
8
Step Eight
Tilt the harmonica about 45 degrees upwards, so that the comb rests comfortably on your lower lip. This will give you a fuller tone.
9
Step Nine
Blow, then draw on hole 3. Play a single note on one hole - not including notes on either side of the hole.
10
Step Ten
Play that note without a hiss.
11
Step Eleven
Practice getting a clear, single note out of your harp on each of the ten holes of your harmonica.

In the words of Steve Irwin, the late Crocodile Hunter, "Ain't she a beauty!". Sounds great for sure. I'll find nice youtube.com videos of harmonica for you.

In other news,



I was on my way home from Northland Primary. I was riding along Old Admiralty Road West. If you guys have ever past by that stretch of road, you will be greeted by tall trees and old, dilapidated houses. There has been countless times where I will pass by this road and I will encounter a slip road called **** Road. It's a slope that always makes me ponder where it leads to. But looking at the situation where I always past by that road at night, I quickly shut off the visuals and thoughts. But today, I explored that road and it led me to my getaway.

IT IS AMAZING. My little getaway from the modern world. You see, the thing about me is, I LOVE buildings with history and character. This building, really fits the discription of a dilapidated building. The paint on the walls are peeling off, with marks of graffiti indicating that there were many before me who have discovered this haven.

The building could have been a school previously or even a refugee camp. I don't know. My imagination was working overtime just now. Surrounded by just nature itself, it kept my mind at peace. As I was riding around the compound, I saw him (picture above). I asked,

Jamiel: Ini tempat apa? (what is this place?)

Man: Speak English.

J: What is this place?

M: I clean this place.

J: -___-

As I look and listened to him, I knew he is a foreigner and I asked,

J: Where you from?

M: Sengkang.

J: -____________-

J: Which country you from?

M: Ah, Thailand.

I BEAMED!!!
J: Kun pood pasad Thai dai mai kaap? (Can you speak Thai?)

M: Dai kaap! (yes, i can)

I was so happy to be able to talk to him in Thai. It kept my mind awake and fresh in the best condition that I could ever possibly asked for. We managed to communicate quite fluently I may say. He understood what I said clearly and I understood what he asked. Man, Thailand all over again. There were a few hiccups there and then but managed to rectify the miscom.

I found my inspiration hole.

jamiel
some girls are like a harmonica