Photo by Sean Galbraith.
A couple of days ago, Sean Galbraith was cleaning out his parents’ house and came across his mom’s old Hohner Verdi IV accordion. She told him that it had one oiwner prior to her and she believes it’s from the early 1960s. She hasn’t played it in about 15 years and suggested that Sean find a good home for it. Sean sent me an email asking if I’d like to adopt it, and without hesitation, I said “YES!”
I dropped by Sean’s place last night to pick up the Hohner. I brought a pair of accordion straps, which was a good thing, as the original straps have long since worn away to almost nothing. I gave the accordion a test play and Sean took some photos, two which are shown here.
Photo by Sean Galbraith.
The accordion has a single set of reeds (no switches) and a full 120 bass buttons (which provide two rows of bass notes, major, minor 7th and diminished chords). All the keys and buttons seem to work, and I’ve been able to get decent volume out of it. Although it needs tuning — it has been lying dormant for 15 years, after all — it has that Hohner sound. I need to book some time to take it up to Caringi Accordion House in Woodbridge and have Mr. Caringi give it a tune-up.
The Hohner’s going to be an excellent addition to my collection. Sean, once again I’d like to thank you for thinking of me when you found the accordion. Rest assured, it’s found a home where it’ll be loved…and played!
As a follow-up to yesterday’s post about Burns Night, here’s another poem from Robert Burns…
It’s Sunday, which means it’s time for another “picdump!” Here are 136 memes, pictures, and cartoons floating around…
Here’s the main course for dinner tonight... ...and that’s because it’s January 25th today, making…
My friends in my old home town, Toronto, won’t find Tampa’s current temperatures cold, but…
Clearly, I missed out by not watching the director’s cut of Jerry Maguire! But seriously —…
View Comments
It looks happy to be with you, Joey.
Just out of curiosity, do you name your accordions?
@Danny V: There's only one I refer to by a special name: "The Chick Magnet", for obvious reasons.
On my first night out busking with my first accordion, a guy outside what was then Amato's pizza suggested that I name it "Stephanie", but it never stuck.