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March Ragtime Goal: Bare Necessities

 Oh, man. So, I have always loved the Disney tune "The Bare Necessities."

Baloo the Bear is one of my favorite characters in all of Disney, and his song is one of the best. I also love, love, love just about anything Jonny May (of Piano with Jonny) does, so I got onto Spotify to see if he has a rendition of "Bare Necessities." I thought he might, since he was once-upon-a-time a Disneyland pianist.

Well, what do you know? He does have one! And it's amazing! And even better, he has videos on how to play it! Along with the sheet music!

So, friends, my goal for March, once I'm finished with the "Misty" challenge, is to learn this magnificent arrangement of "Bare Necessities."

Looking at the music and watching Jonny's teaching videos, it doesn't look too terribly hard, but when I watch this video of him playing it, I'm convinced that it's positively virtuosic and that there's a chance I won't be able to play it, no matter how hard I try.

But I'm going to try. As soon as I've posted my final "Misty" video (which will probably be Saturday, or maybe Sunday), I'll print out the "Bare Necessities" music and start working on it in earnest.

Comments

Sherry said…
I wonder if he started with a metronome . . . :)

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