Duck bobs.
Moves in water.
Always bobbing.
Always on move.
Never stopping
Never worrying
he will stop bobbing.
That would not be Bob.
Be Bob.
Move breath through body
by buoyancy and floatation.
Once Bob is bobbing,
Vi comes along.
Vi Brato.
Like brush to canvas or light to shade,
she is the one who adds sparkle,
vitality and colour.
Trembling, shivering and shifting
she adds dimension of sound.
Bob and Vi are good playmates.
Do not be Phil.
Phil sucks breath in and
holds it in letting out bits
like it is a rope that will slip
otherwise. He is ignorant of
the fact that there is no
end to breath.
Ropes have ends and
so does breath held like this.
Phil will have to pull his breath
back into his body so
he can release more.
Phil will run out of puff.
That never ending puff.
A gentle zephyr of vowel
necessary to transport the
travelling consonsant from
first to last bar regardless of
semibreves and sustained notes.
and Dale Segno.
He is another story.
