Monday, October 18, 2010


phil said...

Fascinating. I've never seen that perspective before.

My old sax, wherever she may be from youth, only had little cushioned plungers opening and closing.

But sometimes I did it just right and you could tap your foot to King Cotton or Stars and Stripes.

Or even the national anthem, hacked so bad people from every nation would be so confused they would rise thinking it was all theirs.

marc aurel said...