His horns are silent now, as they gather dust on their cases. ¬†Such was not the way it used to be.
He was the best musician I’ve ever met and I know many who are incredible. ¬†The power of his Tenor sax as he played…. and for a change up, Dixie clarinet, flute or pretty ¬†much any other woodwind.
I used to wonder why he never got to the big markets, now I think I know a large part of it. ¬†You see, he was working hours and hours to keep a family fed and housed. ¬†That came first. ¬†Everything else was somewhere after that. Tuning pianos, repairing musical instruments playing local (sort of) venues. ¬†He stayed busy.
Yes, his horns are silent now, but the music has been playing itself in my mind ever since his passing. ¬†Reminding me of a childhood listening to either those horns or Mom’s violin.