In my quest to become a female version of a Renaissance man, I have decided to take up the cello again. Instead of hiring a private teacher through a music school (which is quite expensive in the city), I thought: it’s a recession, there has to be a hungry cello genius somewhere, right? While at the farmer’s market in Union Square the other day, it occurred to me that I should keep this local, home grown. So instead of posting an ad on Craigslist (because I didn’t want to fear for my life). And thinking it was pretty unlikely to stumble upon a homeless cello protegy that looks like Jamie Foxx (movie reference), I decided I’d put up a sign in the NYU music department. This is what I came up with:
Hello Cello!
Need money for yo’ metrocard? Recession proof music?
Student needs advanced level cello teacher, $35 per lesson, please contact: (and I put my email).
My roommate stopped me before I busted out the glitter pens, pointing out that my sign looked like a three year old’s, or rather, that a three year old would probably have drawn a more accurate cello, or a cooler sign in general. I’d be better off buying a book or looking up cello lessons on youtube. I don’t care, this is going to work, when I’m playing Bach cello suites perfectly, late at night, they’ll be sorry.
Tags: cello, craigs list, music, Renaissance