Killing a Fly with a Ukulele: Thookenspiel

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05 September 2011

Thookenspiel - you're doing it right

Today was Thookenspiel Day. We have worked out that it is probably better used as chimes with each length of pipe suspended with string and struck with a hard mallet. There is definitely an element of 'ching' there.

In order to suspend the lengths of pipe, I needed to put a hole through one end of each of them. I only broke one drill bit in the process. Either I needed to use the masonry drill bit, or my bits are a little on the breakable side, given that it's the second drill bit I've broken. The end of the first still resides deep within my back fence.

I couldn't find anything cooler to suspend them from than an old drumstick, and with than red 8-ply acrylic, but it works well.

Both Buzz' class teacher and music teacher proclaimed it a success, so I need to thank all my readers who voted to call the thing a Thookenspiel and carry on with the original plan!

[Insert photo of finished product here. Oh that's right, I forgot to take a photo. Silly me.]

2 comments:

Hippomanic Jen said...: You didn't take a photo!?! I want one of Buzz playing it.; 05 September, 2011 21:12
Heather said...: I'm still waiting on the video.... with the Heathaaaaaaah dedication, of course!

:-D

Glad it was a success!; 05 September, 2011 23:16

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05 September 2011

Thookenspiel - you're doing it right

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