Ping. Thrum. Chorng.

Well, okay.

But only if it’s in G.

Our banjo player really only does stuff in G.

That’s some mighty fine onomatopoeia.

I’d think there might also occasionally be a pwang.

Dudes and dudesses, don’t you know? When luthiers started making Irish bouzoukis and the reinvented cittern, they realised that they had no descriptive terminologies for the qualities of sound unique to those instruments. Hence: ping, thrum, and chorng. “Ping” and “thrum” were already available words that fit nicely, and someone came up with the brilliant, worthy, and amusing “chorng”.

I just replaced the bridge on my gizmo. It now has increased ping, the thrum is more backgrounded, velvety-like, and the chorng seems about the same, but cleaner insofar as it is possible for chorng to be clean. It was nice before, but it’s very nicer now. We like it. And my consciousness thus expanded, you see the result in my signature.

I could see “pwang” applied to banjos.

“Schlong” would have been good, and for electric guitars too, but they tell me it’s already in use for something.

It sounds like he or she must be a bluegrass banjo player.

There was something just-so-slightly Marc Antony-esque about this lead-in.

But no. I did not know that. I am the better for it. Now, I mean.

What’s a blue-assed banjo player? :boggle:

djm

One left out in the cold when the rest of the band ditches him before a gig.

But only just-so-slightly, I hope: my aim was the opposite of stentorian.

Good. Alas, the knowledge will not shine your shoes or manage your stock portfolio or put food on the table. I haven’t worked that part out, yet.

Good news! I could go the whole night and never play a tune in G, if necessary.

You play banjo? :really:

And here I was all set to welcome you back from your time away.

:wink:

Of course I don’t. But I wouldn’t mind playing with this particular banjo player (except in G).

And here I was all set to welcome you back from your time away.

:wink:

Since I am never altogether there, I am never quite away.

Aha. Missed it the first time. I can hear you rolling your eyes.

Bloo, I’d swear you’re nicking my material.