A military marching band went by our flat today, and boy could those ol' geezers play! It made me think: Have I missed my calling? Was I never meant to be a digital marketer, but actually one of the great horn players of my generation? Cue spine chills.
Have a listen for yourself.
I'd like to learn the...
- Trumpet, so I could play that amazing 'Penny Lane' solo.
- Trombone, so I could look awesome and tone my arm fat.
- Saxophone, so I could be mates with Kenny G and ask him to guest star on one of my tracks.
- Bugle, so I could wake up summer campers and, that's it I suppose (is there any other purpose for a bugle?).
- Sousaphone, so I could find out what that is.
- Tuba, actually, I don't think I want to learn the tuba. Far too heavy.
Kenneth Bruce Gorelick. The man, the legend. Image via Wikimedia Commons |
Boo hoo, the weekend's over. Tell me again why we've all decided that a five-day work week is OK? We've done this too ourselves! Oh well. Treat yourself to a pastry of some sort tomorrow morning and it will all be fine.
Love,
Margaret
Margaret
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