For those of you who haven’t seen his site or don’t own one of his whistles, Ronaldo Reyburn makes reasonably high-end high and low whistles, esp. the Ds. I bought one a couple of years ago and recently saw on his site that he had a new revised high D. Eh. After a few weeks I gave in to temptation and ordered the new and revised version. Wow. Told him I’d put a review up here, so…
Like the first one, it’s brass, beautifully finished, and a pleasure to handle, and it has the new style brass and Delrin head. At a ballpark guess it’s also about 1/16” longer, with slight differences in the hole patterns. The window is smaller, slightly different in shape, and Ronaldo says it’s wider at the front for easier blowing, with wings – I can’t see the wings, to my disappointment, but it does blow more easily, especially in the higher octave. Makes it quite dangerous at times, , since you can play faster without knowing it.
I did have to slightly adjust my low D and E fingering at the very first, but there’s no moisture from the slide, as there was sometimes with the maple-head D that was my first Reyburn. However, this one comes with an impressive amount of support material: three sheets of instructions on how to care for and tune the whistle, including the cps for different temperatures – VERY useful to me who lives in the Australian tropics and hasn’t seen the thermometer below 80degF since I got the whistle – and a pelon for cleaning the air passage.
As for the rest… it makes the previous Reyburn high D look positively dull, and that is/was a mighty whistle. (I’m still using its head with the C barrel as my C and F whistle.) All the good stuff came through, it’s still responsive as hell and fast as greased butter when you want it, and loud without going raucous. The top octave is better in this one, though, a little more pure and strong, especially the top A and B, and needing a little less air. But the real kicker is the extra chiff in the lower octave. What sold me on the original maple-head Reyburn was its rich, velvety, smoky, fillintheadjective mellowness. Much as I loved the first Delrin-headed whistle, it was a little clearer overall. With this one, though, the chiff is back with a vengeance. Playing the lower octave, in something like an air where you have time to dwell on the notes, the harmonics, if that’s the right term for a whistle, can almost make me think of a flute.
Since then I’ve played this High D at home in my living room, in a weekend-long gig in a canvas marquee with our own group, including a big piano accordeon, miked on stage with the big local bush band, and when I’m practicing, along with CDs of L. E. McCullough. It’s held its own everywhere. Growing up in the bush, I learnt my father’s version of supreme approval for a stockman – cowboy, in the US version – who could handle whatever unexpected or expected crisis cattle-work threw at him. “He’s there when you want him.” This whistle’s there when you want it. For me, that’s all you really need to say.