"There were many people on campus who wore rags, went barefoot, played the recorder in front of Old Capitol, handed out leaflets, and drove VW buses with slogans about sex painted on the sides, but Elaine had done them the favor of ignoring them."
p. 243: The recorder as hippie sex-addict accessory.
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She probably doesn't mean a real recorder, just a Yamaha plastic tonette--the kind we played in third grade when we learned the one-handed version of "Hot cross buns".
Makes me think of the line in Howl about the people "who lived under bridges and rose up to build harpsichords in their lofts." I think we know some of those people.
Harpsichord trolls!
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