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Cystic Fibrosis patients require daily chest physiotherapy (pounding) to break up the mucous that accumulates as a result of the disease. What they need is an electronic vest with painted bongos. This way, you can play the bongos while conducting the physiotherapy. You could output the pad directly
to an amp, or you could develop a companion videogame, similar to the nintendo power pad games or Dance Dance Revolution.
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Why limit this to cystic vibrosis sufferers? |
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Murdoch, I think we can book your musical act on the next Jerry Lewis telethon, but we're gonna need to fill out the sound a little with say, an iron lung kazoo choir. It's the only way to get a good backing sound for the abortion vacuum solo. |
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If you amplify the pectoriloquy and associated percussion, the result would sound like a turntable orchestra or a chorus of choking victims. |
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I'm a firm believe in the words: "the goal is not the cure them, but to treat them and earn Money.". Well, I believe that is mostly true for phamasuetical companies. If I could make my own country, it would never fall. I've thought alot about politics and the law system, and come to my own improversations and conclusions. |
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Whether or not this has relevance to the idea... |
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Hard to say; I don't really understand it. |
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[Murdoch] - what genius! I laughed out loud! And punctuated with an invitation to rub a hump for luck! I give this idea a bun because of your inspired anno. The honking crutches alone are worth a seperate posting. Do you think they could actually end in little rubber ducks? |
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You need to get out from under that bushel basket. Let your light shine! Don't worry about good taste. All flavors welcome, including "tosser". |
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I was going to bun this until I saw the words 'abortion vacuum solo'. Ew. |
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I love this! Having played the tom-tom, so to speak, I think it could be made mutually more humane. |
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Great, now all percussionists have another string to add to their bow: physiotherapy. Apart from the fact that you are in effectively having a joke at the expense of terminally ill people. Are you a doctor? |
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I don't see this as a "joke". I find it to be a rather crafty way of assisting with the daily drumming. I think both the poor one with the disease, and the caretaker, would find this an innovative and fun way to perform a very painful and sad procedure. |
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I agree with you, [bliss]. Like Mary Poppins said, in every job that must be done... |
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This wouldn't be much fun the one receiving the treatment, it might even make them feel worse in some cases because the person applying the treatment is having fun, while the one receiving the treatment is still uncomfortable or in pain. |
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I know this because I have Cystic Fibrosis, although I haven’t had this therapy on a regular basis for a couple of years. |
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Oh, sick people are such a downer. This idea takes Patch Adams' (unfunny) "heal with laughter" to new (potentially funny) heights! [+] |
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It is sort of a zen concept: to really play the drum, first one must become the drum. Perhaps physiotherapy recipients who had been drummed on might themselves have good ideas about how to drum - both for maximum therapeutic effect as well as artistic effect. There is no reason someone who benefits from chest drumming might not be a fine drummer him or herself. This raises the possibility of a drum club: imagine 5 drummers: 4 of them become a set for the fifth who plays a number, then swaps out and becomes a drum for the next. The "drums" might participate in their own resonant characteristics - by changing position, opening the mouth etc. |
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More and more I can see this as avant garde performance art. |
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moomintroll was right- there seemed to be some good spirit and good will in this until your second post. keep tryin'.... |
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I pity the poor patients who had the misguieded impression that they might actually find something helpful here only to find twisted attempts at humor at their expense. |
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