Hours of Operation
Monday 12:00 - 6:00 Tuesday Closed
Wednesday 12:00 - 6:00 Thursday 12:00 - 6:00
Friday 12:00 - 6:00 Saturday 12:00 - 5:30
Sunday Closed
We shall be closed on Labor Day, Monday September 2.
Thank you.
Welcome to Classical Strings, a full-service music haven specializing in violin
,
viola
,
cello and bass instruments. Begin your musical journey here. Owner, Grover Wilhelmsen, who is a string specialist and certified music educator with over 40 years of experience. Rebekah Blume is located at our second location in Hooper Utah for any rental or small repairs that you need. Call to make an appointment with Rebekah. Do you need a string replaced or a repair? We are experts in repair and are dedicated to your instrument's restoration. Whether you're a student or a master violinist, we have all you need at Classical Strings!
MUSIC SERVICES
- Repairs
- Rentals (violin, viola, cello, bass)
- Sales
- Bow Rehair
- Instrument Restoration
- String Repair & Replacement
- String Accessories
- Private Instruction
GROW YOUR MUSICAL SKILLS
Classical Strings has something for all music enthusiasts including those that play to learn or just for fun. From beginner music lessons to instrument rentals
,
repairs and sales, we offer a large selection of instruments and services. We also offer string accessories
,
vintage instruments, and restoration. We've been serving the communities of Ogden, Box Elder,and Cache Valley for over 30 years and are dedicated to artistic expression through string instruments. Music inspiration begins here!
MUSICAL INSPIRATION: A POEM
The Touch of the Masters Hand ~
Twas battered and scarred, and the auctioneer
thought it scarcely worth his while to waste much time on the old violin,
but held it up with a smile; "What am I bidden, good folks," he cried,
"Who'll start the bidding for me?" "A dollar, a dollar"; then two!" "Only
two? Two dollars, and who'll make it three? Three dollars, once; three
dollars twice; going for three.." But no, from the room, far back, a
gray-haired man came forward and picked up the bow; Then, wiping the dust
from the old violin, and tightening the loose strings, he played a melody
pure and sweet as caroling angel sings.
thought it scarcely worth his while to waste much time on the old violin,
but held it up with a smile; "What am I bidden, good folks," he cried,
"Who'll start the bidding for me?" "A dollar, a dollar"; then two!" "Only
two? Two dollars, and who'll make it three? Three dollars, once; three
dollars twice; going for three.." But no, from the room, far back, a
gray-haired man came forward and picked up the bow; Then, wiping the dust
from the old violin, and tightening the loose strings, he played a melody
pure and sweet as caroling angel sings.
The music ceased, and the auctioneer, with a voice that was quiet and low,
said; "What am I bid for the old violin?" And he held it up with the bow.
A thousand dollars, and who'll make it two? Two thousand! And who'll make
it three? Three thousand, once, three thousand, twice, and going and
gone," said he. The people cheered, but some of them cried, "We do not
quite understand what changed its worth." Swift came the reply: "The touch
of a master's hand."
said; "What am I bid for the old violin?" And he held it up with the bow.
A thousand dollars, and who'll make it two? Two thousand! And who'll make
it three? Three thousand, once, three thousand, twice, and going and
gone," said he. The people cheered, but some of them cried, "We do not
quite understand what changed its worth." Swift came the reply: "The touch
of a master's hand."
And many a man with life out of tune, and battered and scarred with sin,
Is auctioned cheap to the thoughtless crowd, much like the old violin, A
"mess of pottage," a glass of wine; a game - and he travels on. "He is
going" once, and "going twice, He's going and almost gone." But the Master
comes, and the foolish crowd never can quite understand the worth of a soul
and the change that's wrought by the touch of the Master's hand.
Is auctioned cheap to the thoughtless crowd, much like the old violin, A
"mess of pottage," a glass of wine; a game - and he travels on. "He is
going" once, and "going twice, He's going and almost gone." But the Master
comes, and the foolish crowd never can quite understand the worth of a soul
and the change that's wrought by the touch of the Master's hand.
~Myra 'Brooks' Welch
