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At that moment he takes on the pose of a violin player. He hums an allegro from Locatelli, and his right arm imitates the movement of the bow, while his left hand and his fingers seem to move along the length of the neck. If he hits a wrong note, he stops, tightens or loosens the string and plucks the string with his nail, to make sure that it's just right. He resumes playing the piece where he has stopped. He keeps time with his feet, and thrashes about with his head, feet, hands, arms, and body. AT THAT MOMENT HE TAKES ON THE POSE OF A VIOLIN PLAYER HE HUMS AN ALLEGRO FROM LOCATELLI AND HIS RIGHT ARM IMITATES THE MOVEMENT OF THE BOW WHILE HIS LEFT HAND AND HIS FINGERS SEEM TO MOVE ALONG THE LENGTH OF THE NECK IF HE HITS A WRONG NOTE HE STOPS TIGHTENS OR LOOSENS THE STRING AND PLUCKS THE STRING WITH HIS NAIL TO MAKE SURE THAT IT'S JUST RIGHT HE RESUMES PLAYING THE PIECE WHERE HE HAS STOPPED HE KEEPS TIME WITH HIS FEET AND THRASHES ABOUT WITH HIS HEAD FEET HANDS ARMS AND BODY
n blue or none at all--what does that matter? Take a good look at this wrist. It used to be stiff as the devil. These ten fingers were like so many sticks stuck into a wooden metacarpal. And these tendons were old cords of catgut--drier, stiffer, and more inflexible that those used to turn a lathe operator's wheel. But I've tormented, broken, and abused them so much. You don't want to move, but, by God, I say that you will and that's that! As he said this, with his right hand he grabbed the fingers and wrist of his left hand and bent them back and forth. The tips of his fingers were touching his arm. His joints were cracking. I was afraid he'd end up dislocating the bones. ME: Be careful, I say to him. You're going to hurt yourself. HIM: Don't worry. They can stand it. For ten years I've given them a hard time. Whatever they felt like, the little buggers had to get used to it and learn to strike the keys and fly over the strings. So right now they're working. Yes, they're working fine. OFFIN CHOIRBOYS IN RED AND CHOIRBOYS IN BLUE OR NONE AT ALL WHAT DOES THAT MATTER TAKE A GOOD LOOK AT THIS WRIST IT USED TO BE STIFF AS THE DEVIL THESE TEN FINGERS WERE LIKE SO MANY STICKS STUCK INTO A WOODEN METACARPAL AND THESE TENDONS WERE OLD CORDS OF CATGUT DRIER STIFFER AND MORE INFLEXIBLE THAN THOSE USED TO TURN A LATHE OPERATOR'S WHEEL BUT I'VE TORMENTED BROKEN AND ABUSED THEM SO MUCH YOU DON'T WANT TO MOVE BUT BY GOD I SAY THAT YOU WILL AND THAT'S THAT AS HE SAID THIS WITH HIS RIGHT HAND HE GRABBED THE FINGERS AND WRIST OF HIS LEFT HAND AND BENT THEM BACK AND FORTH THE TIPS OF HIS FINGERS WERE TOUCHING HIS ARM HIS JOINTS WERE CRACKING I WAS AFRAID HE'D END UP DISLOCATING THE BONES ME BE CAREFUL I SAY TO HIM YOU'RE GOING TO HURT YOURSELF HIM DON'T WORRY THEY CAN STAND IT FOR YEARS I'VE GIVEN THEM A HARD TIME WHATEVER THEY FELT LIKE THE LITTLE BUGGERS HAD TO GET USED TO IT AND LEARN TO STRIKE THE KEYS AND FLY OVER THE STRINGS SO RIGHT NOW THEY'RE WORKING YES THEY'RE WORKING FINE
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