
My name, Crowther, comes from an obsolete Welsh musical instrument called a
crwth (the Welsh evidently spent a lot of time at the dentist, since they learned to speak without vowels). It was what is called a "bowed lyre," and had six strings, four of which were fingered on the unfretted neck and two of which were off to the side of the neck and played as drones. It had a flat bridge, which meant that playing a single note was close to impossible. All the strings had to be played together all the time. The
crwth was the instrument of choice of the Welsh bards. They were known for lyrics, but weren't especially musical, which is not surprising since the instrument is for all intents and purposes unplayable. The
crwth disappeared from view back in the early 1800's, possibly because they were rectangular and made good cat boxes. Today the dictionary definition of a "crowther" in Great Britain is "inept and rascally fiddle player." That's me to a T.
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