Today was our first piping practice.
There were about a dozen of us, and we met in one of the Training Section's classrooms. This is likely where all our lessons will occur. The thing that struck me about my fellow band members was that we were all more "experienced" officers. Which is a polite way of saying "old dogs." Most of the pre-practice conversation revolved around how this new crop of officers don't know how to police the way we did. (Most of them have never been in a pursuit!) It was a conversation I remember overhearing when I was new to the department. I find it interesting to be on the other side of the same conversation.
But I digress.
Neil Hubbard is our instructor. He's seems to be a pretty amiable guy. He handed out our practice chanters - a "Tru-Tone." He says he prefers these because the the recessed holes make finding your finger position a little easier. Plus, it sounds like they can really take a beating with little or no upkeep.
We all squeaked out or first note - low G - then stumbled through proper finger position and eventually the scale. It sounded like so many ducks trying to play the kazoo.
My wife is going to love this.....
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