My tribute to Ferdinand Feghoot
I was always an admirer of Ferdinand Feghoot. Indeed the thought of him led to one of my great musical triumphs. It happened when I was the conductor of the Herzoslovakian Symphony Orchestra in the city of Blotch. As a foreigner it was incumbant upon me to respect local musical tradition. This was difficult; there were two distinct local schools of music, each on the worst of terms with the other. One school was the mammalists, who produced melodic cacophony by the timed plucking of the tails of small mammals. The other school was the fruititionists; their instruments of choice were bladders made of dried fruit. Properly played these bladders produced mournful cries. I was at my wit’s end attempting to deal with the quarrel when I happily thought of the great one and immediately composed the immortal Symphony for Furred Din and Fig Hoot.
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