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Glad you like it. Arguably THE Finnish waltz to know.

Bob McQuillen/American classic. Hohner Corso A/D

Yes, I just had to learn this when I heard it from Janneke.

Thank you!

I am glad you like it! I listened to a lot of people playing on lõõtspil, garmon, Hohner and other instruments and made a synthesis from what I heard. Now I have been listening to the composer play it on piano and have changed things a bit without trying to make an exact copy.😊

The original key is Dm. My video is in Am, played on a G/C box. The notes were included in the booklet which came with the original album. I play it by ear.

Your playing is also very fine. As you can see, I am fascinated by how much can be done with a 21/8 box.

@@gustavwind2881 Yes, it is amazing. But when you play together with others, they don’t always want to stick to Am and G 🤷

@@GartenFolk You may also play in C, various modes of D and some in F on this G/C box.

Good to see you back. Enjoy!

Thank you. It has taken a few years to get this far and there is more to come. It's a bit different every time...

Thanks for your kind comment. It's a two tune meditation and I know you'll enjoy playing it.

Omoide lyric by Tsunekichi Suzuki: See your pale breath floating over there As it slowly drifts off in the air See it billow into the clouds in the sky And vanish before your eyes See the white clouds reaching out there hands In the sky so far above the land Breathing in the air you breathed out Rolling on, Rolling On, Rolling On And do you remember The clouds streaming by ‘bove the river? And didn’t they look just like this? Or maybe my mind plays tricks And do you remember the glaring sun And the dog sleeping there ‘neath the eaves And all of these memories Fade into the sky as they leave On the other side of the sky There’s another sky there so blue There’s not a single soul or a sound But there’s a rolling, rolling cloud And do you remember The clouds streaming by ‘bove the river? And didn’t they look just like this? Or maybe my mind plays tricks See your pale breath floating over there As it slowly drifts off in the air See it billow into the clouds in the sky And vanish before your eyes And vanish before your eyes lllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll

Glad you like it! Nice to hear from you. Still loving your paper accordions, art work and duets with your sister.

So glad you like it. I love tunes that use both the major and minor thirds. And the little Hohner has a nice bright sound. It's from the 1930's.

@@gustavwind2881 yes, it sounds really sweet and nice on that accordion, how cool that it's that old!

Hohner G/C

Thanks, Jack. Recorded on my phone in a 16' x 26' room with a wooden floor. Liked your take on Vasen!

Thank you. I am subscribed to your channel and enjoy your musical Pokerworkery.

@@gustavwind2881 I was just thinking exactly the same of your channel! Great stuff! ✨👏🙏

Two of my very favorite tunes

It a proper box

It is a joy to play on the fiddle in the key of D. Very natural and full of good humor. I hope you will play it?!?

Gustav Wind I think I am not good enough in push and pull that fast 🥲

I meant your easy way of playing

Torsten... I have it from Swedish fiddlers at a bystugakväll back in '92 or '93. I think the proper title is probably "Gråtvalsen". I will correct it now. Edit: Gråtvalsen av Ale Möller from the album "Bouzoukispelman" Tak så mycket!

@@gustavwind2881 Stort tack!

@@torstenf8613 Varsågo'!

Glad you like it. This was intended as a sketch to suggest some ideas for playing "on the pull". I have become very happy with it myself.

I'm impressed with your musicianship. What keys can you play in with that accordian? How did you learn to play?

@@oshgcan3350 This box plays in the keys of G and C, plus the related minors and modes. He’s been at it a long time- experiential approach I think. 😉

Wonderfully wet.

Your harmonies tend to be in thirds while mine are 6ths. With Hohner voicing of the reeds you need more room😎😀

"If music be the food of love, play on; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again! it had a dying fall: O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour! Enough; no more: 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before. O spirit of love! how quick and fresh art thou, That, notwithstanding thy capacity Receiveth as the sea, nought enters there, Of what validity and pitch soe'er, But falls into abatement and low price, Even in a minute: so full of shapes is fancy That it alone is high fantastical."

If you missed me, aim lower next time. I'm not as tall as I look...🤪

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