Read a great article this morning on the late Bernard Greenhouse, and his cello that will now be up for auction. It was a good reminder of the potency that music has for musicians. It's not like your average hobby. For us, music is our breath. If we lose our instrument, or something happens that we can't play anymore, it's like we've lost our ability to communicate. Like someone has sewn our mouth shut. I don't want to talk about it too much, because just the thought makes me squirm. But really, for us, our instruments are pretty much synonymous with a major limb.
Anyway, I want, really WANT to write more tonight, but I've got to head out the door five minutes ago.
Here we go, Day 153: https://ia700806.us.archive.org/16/items/Improv11412/1_14_129_40Pm.mp3
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