I played pants last night. No, I don't mean I took my trousers down and blew down the legs, although that would be entertaining. Nope, I mean my lip was like an old piece of over cooked liver...no flexibility. Plus I had a sticky slide ( no not my age)which didn't help on the old vibrato. I waddled my way through Too little time...but not pleased with it. This is despite my new antique chest...crammed full of practice music. Some people get bad day's playing...I get bad months.
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