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November 01, 2006


Suddenly, I have this urge to learn to play the trumpet and become some kind of Don Cherry or Clifford Thornton or Lee Morgan of sorts. The questions that are circling in my head are: is is possible to even learn a brass instrument at age almost-40? How much time do I have to spend on practicing? Where could I practice, since "in my flat" is not an option, for obvious reasons? Can I ever reach a level with which I will be satisfied? Is the whole thing just a fluke that will be gone again in a few weeks? How much are trumpets anyway? And what the heck do you have to do with your lips to get a sound out of them?

Posted by Horst on November 1, 2006 05:17 PM to my so-called life | Tell-a-friend
nora said on November 4, 2006 10:49 PM:

pout, pout, let it all out ...

Robert Bachner said on November 7, 2006 07:27 PM:

Well, I have a trumpet for you ... just ask ;-)

glow-worm said on November 8, 2006 11:33 PM:

I would recommend you to learn either how to play the didgeridoo, or, if you want to be less commercial, how to blow the shofar instead. The advantage of the didgeridoo is that you donīt have to buy one to see if you like it, a simple cheap plastic-pipe will do. The advantage of the shofar is that the whole house will get so scared nobody will dare to ring the bell. In the worst case of course, the walls might start crumbling down though...

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