Archive # 74
I don't really know where this piece comes from. Two things lead me to believe it's not my great-grandmother's: 1.) Her name is not written on it and 2.) It's way too easy to play! Thus, I must surmise that she never played it. That being said, I do know that someone did. Firstly, it's tattered from use. Secondly, when you look inside there are F-sharps pencilled in all over the place which tells me that whoever played it was a beginner who was still struggling with key signatures that weren't C Major. In this case, G Major was throwing them for a loop!
Of course, I talk as if that still doesn't happen to me. I'll admit that I tend to play whatever key I want a song to be in... that is, before begrudgingly relenting and submitting to what is written after a long atonal series of notes that in no way resemble a melody.
In any case, I think it's safe to say that my great-grandmother picked this up with all the other freebies at the dime store she worked at.
On a side note, the Theodore Presser Company, which had owned the copyrights to this song, still exists! Amazing that they have survived! Perhaps its because their base was in Philadelphia and not New York, where there was more competition. Of course, to confirm this thought, I checked my database and find that there are quite a few companies based in Philadelphia. Eclipse, and Hatcher at the very least, though I haven't checked to see how those companies have done towards the end of the century.
I would love to write more boring things about this song, but I've got to go unload hay. Fun, seeing as I'm incredibly allergic to it! Hay fever. Talk about a sign of spring, eh?
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