Well, when I came out of the closet about my whistle playing to my mom she was caught a little off gaurd to say the least. I had a susato Low D and some cheap peice of garbage high D.
However, she soon revealed that both her and my late father were former fipplers. It was my turn to be supprized. Since I’ve come back home from school I’ve come into the possesion of my father’s old Soprano D. I don’t know what brand it is, but it sounds way better than my trashy cheap one (not to say that cheap ones are trashy, just mine). I got his old Native American Flute, which I never knew he had; and finally, my mom’s old baroque recorder. They all sound great.
