Finally Got It!! (second octave)
Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2018 5:48 am
For the last two months I've been on a quest to find the elusive second octave. This quest has turned into my own 'hunt for the Holy Grail' which at times has left me thinking the only place for me in the whistle world is in the first octave. I have pursued those higher notes with the grim determination of the cartoon squirrel Scrat, (Ice Age) chasing his nut.
Yesterday added to my second octave misfortune when I decided to drive to an isolated country spot and give both the Feadog and Sweetone their last chance at higher notes, before abandoning the second octave as a lost cause. As I arrived at the isolated country spot, I found it wasn't isolated at all....an old folks walking club were there, a dozen cards parked, and walking poles and wellies everywhere. Determinedly I sat in my van and waited till they all wandered off, then got started.
The Feadog didn't want to go above D, no matter how I blew, breathed or swore at it. The Sweetone got into E...but sounded suspiciously like a cat with it's tail trapped in a closed door. Breathing varied from so low I was hardly exhaling to breath that would have turned a wind turbine. Still no luck. At one strong breath stage a glance in the rearview mirror alerted me to stop blowing so hard...as Id never seen a You Tube player going puce in the face while effortlessly playing in the top notes.
So, I came home and posted on Instagram that my quest was over. There are no doubt hundreds of tunes that can be played in the first octave, and in truth, with decision made I felt the weight of failure lift from my shoulders.
But this morning I read a post...can't remember where now as my excitement took over...a trumpet player posted how to reach the second octave. To start without the whistle and do the 'to' 'to' exercise that when playing makes gaps in the notes. Then he said, change the 'to' to 'hoo'. So, I've been 'hooing' while I was hoovering, then picked up my Sweetone whistle....
One after another second octave notes were there....with no trapped cat's tail to be heard. Even the Feadog has succumbed to the 'hoo' and now is happy to give me a couple of second octave notes quite sweetly.
I'll never know that trumpet player, probably never find him again. But what he has done for me today, and no doubt for countless others is amazing.
Thank you trumpet player
Yesterday added to my second octave misfortune when I decided to drive to an isolated country spot and give both the Feadog and Sweetone their last chance at higher notes, before abandoning the second octave as a lost cause. As I arrived at the isolated country spot, I found it wasn't isolated at all....an old folks walking club were there, a dozen cards parked, and walking poles and wellies everywhere. Determinedly I sat in my van and waited till they all wandered off, then got started.
The Feadog didn't want to go above D, no matter how I blew, breathed or swore at it. The Sweetone got into E...but sounded suspiciously like a cat with it's tail trapped in a closed door. Breathing varied from so low I was hardly exhaling to breath that would have turned a wind turbine. Still no luck. At one strong breath stage a glance in the rearview mirror alerted me to stop blowing so hard...as Id never seen a You Tube player going puce in the face while effortlessly playing in the top notes.
So, I came home and posted on Instagram that my quest was over. There are no doubt hundreds of tunes that can be played in the first octave, and in truth, with decision made I felt the weight of failure lift from my shoulders.
But this morning I read a post...can't remember where now as my excitement took over...a trumpet player posted how to reach the second octave. To start without the whistle and do the 'to' 'to' exercise that when playing makes gaps in the notes. Then he said, change the 'to' to 'hoo'. So, I've been 'hooing' while I was hoovering, then picked up my Sweetone whistle....
One after another second octave notes were there....with no trapped cat's tail to be heard. Even the Feadog has succumbed to the 'hoo' and now is happy to give me a couple of second octave notes quite sweetly.
I'll never know that trumpet player, probably never find him again. But what he has done for me today, and no doubt for countless others is amazing.
Thank you trumpet player