After not playing for a week whilst off on my meditative adventure to Nelson, BC, I picked up the horn last night and just poked around. Not much time after dinner and before I headed down to the Manhattan Brass performance (fun, fun, and beautiful music).
I just played scales and Amazing Grace in a few keys. It sounded great, my lips felt relaxed, my ears felt relaxed. I ran into Jack and Molly at the concert (as well as half the people I know in Juneau; intermission was a packed visiting hour; I love these things) and we talked about how a break sometimes improves one's sound. Molly said she can hear it when Jack has been away from playing for a few days.
It was so lovely to play a bit last night, and even better tonight: I have a lesson. Jack attended the master class on Tuesday (while I was en route home on the plane) and he's going to share some wisdom in the lesson.
Oh, and the trombones were such a kick to listen to and watch in last night's performance.
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