You are likely familiar with stories, perhaps from a movie or a book, where a human connects with an avatar or a computer generated semblance of human form. There are stories of people leaving their human spouse to marry an avatar. That’s not my story but recently I did find myself feeling some kinship with Siri, the voice activated assistant on my iPad. Apple says of Siri “Its wish is your command”.
On days when I think I have extra coordination, I use the metronome installed on my iPad to see if it’s at all possible for me to keep time. During one practice recently when I had made my umpteenth mistake, the metronome app got tired and went to sleep. Rather than waking up the metronome, in error I pressed the button that activates Siri. Up came the little wavy bit with a phrase along the lines ‘how can I help you?’. I said “Siri, help me play the accordion”. And Siri’s reply? “I’m sorry. That’s beyond my capabilities at the moment.” Me too, Siri, me too.
P.S. I have moved on from expecting a mistake free, anywhere close to the right tempo version of La Donne E Mobile to learning Oh Susanna. Currently I play it at the tempo of a death march.
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Beat the drum slowly, play the fife lowly…Maybe you won’t get gigs playing at weddings but funerals …?
Only if the deceased wishes were a mistake filled version of “Oh Susannah” played slow as molasses in January.
We should get together so I can brush up on my guitar and I can try and keep rhythm for you …we might end up inventing new versions of songs!!
I’d be up for that. Siri could take lessons from you about being supportive.
Today when I looked at the title, it read Sin, the Accordion and Me. Not that would make an interesting blog. Next time…
Finally! I have a topic that would yield multiple chapters! You are such an idea man.