Just picked up my lovely (shiny) saxophone today, after not even seeing it for the past 3 years.
The sound was nothing short of remarkable, depending on how you look at it – a perfect reproduction of constipation noise, interleaved with hyper-modern randomly-variable rate uncontrolled vibrato.
The victim. No photoshopping! It IS shiny :).
I think I deserted it right after I did my last RCM exam (there was a time when I thought paying someone to tell me how good I am is a terribly awesome idea).
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