Loose Marbles jamming on the street. This kind of thing is the only reason I ever plan to visit New Orleans:
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Tagged as Beat Bar
I should confess that I love the sound of a solid clarinet player. Just don’t tell anyone, I have a brass player’s arrogance to maintain.
Bass Clarinet is a hidden love of mine.
By the way, cleaning out all my closets and such over the weekend resulted in me finding my bugle.
I should also say that I chose to play the trumpet in school because it had only three buttons. My experiments with a penny whistle were promising, but I don’t think I could handle a clarinet.
Bugle is best of all–no buttons at all!
I have a nice bugle picked out once my tax return is in.
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