Her father was tuning his violin.
"The Eye of Dread"
Payne Erskine
They sat on a single acacia in this particular manner: the male was perched on the top of the tree and the others lower, and after the first notes, which seemed like the tuning of their little throats, the male began a song and the others listened in silence.
"In Desert and Wilderness"
Henryk Sienkiewicz
And a band was tuning up somewhere out of sight.
"Command"
William McFee