An Unexpected Evening

I was already to crash out last night with a box of Lemsips when I got a call from a mate I play in a Big Band with. He was just calling to ask if I was coming to the rehearsal in Birmingham. I thought it was odd as I only go to the rehearsals before gigs (because of the distance). He then reminded me of a gig I’d completely forgotten about on Saturday in Oxford.

He laughed because I’d forgotten and knew I wasn’t too happy about it. The problem was that he couldn’t do the gig and his dep was coming to the rehearsal. Therefore I had to be there.

I’ve been a bit frustrated because I haven’t been getting my practice back on track to the extent I’d been hoping. It’s so typical of the trumpet!! My chops were great in last nights rehearsal, there’s no reason for it but I was slurring octave leaps to double G’s with no effort.

 I think it’s fair to say that the trumpet is the most temperamental instrument out there – I’ll work it out one day.