Playing trombone again

A couple nights ago I rehearsed with the Bloomington Community Band, and during one of the more speedy sections of a march (don’t ask me which one, I think we practiced 10 of them) I went for a note in sixth position without holding on quite firmly enough. Like a car flying off a cliff, it clattered to the ground. I am grateful now that the shock of seeing this prevented expletives from leaving my mouth, and fortunately when I picked it up and put it back on, nothing seemed the worse for wear.

The new euphonium player next me, having just returned from a few years in the L.A. film composition scene, told me, “I’ve never seen that before.” I felt glad to teach him something about the perils of playing trombone.


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