November 11, 2004
The call of the trumpet
Over the last 6 months Iíve been hearing my trumpet call to me from inside itís case, from inside the box I keep all of my music in. I put the trumpet aside last year for a break, and somehow never got back to playing. Busy life, other priorities. But the call is getting stronger to dust it off. Maybe since I have a couple days off from work, Iíll pull it out and see if my lips can still blow a tune. Once a long time ago, in another lifetime, when I was in Junior High School I played the drums. But unfortunately I gave it up after one year of band. I used to think my older brother inherited the musical talent in our family, but now I realize that I inherited a love of music that transcends any lack of talent. I may never perform anywhere but I will certainly enjoy making music. To that end, my family doesnít always appreciate it when I get into a mood to practice the trumpet in the house. Thatís why I have an electronic mute, hehe. When the call gets loud enough Iíll call back.
Posted by carl1236 at November 11, 2004 6:28 AM | Life