I have watched this series before, and found his tips to be helpful. Keep in mind that, in my opinion, James Morrison is very much a "natural" trumpet player, so the way he teaches is going to be different than the way a trumpet player who has spent a great deal of time working through specific challenges would do.
As valid as many of these comments may be - we are getting very far from the original topic and into dangerous political matters. To avoid ruption, I am provisionally locking this thread. If there is something to be added to the original story, whoever wants to put it in just has to ask to get the thread opened again. This is not censorship - just a gentle reminder to abstain from politics.
@barliman2001
Our community band did a lot of outdoor night concerts at a train station. No trains stopped there anymore, but many freight trains would randomly pass. Our trombone section picked out the notes for a perfect train whistle whenever one was coming. It was the best thing they ever did. More or less.
You hit the nail on the head. Yesterday, a good friend of mine, and fellow trumpet player from Miami, sent me this link to the Library of Congress’s “National JukeBox”
( https://www.loc.gov/collections/national-jukebox/about-this-collection/ ). One of the first recordings I stumbled across was Herbert L Clarke’s May 18, 2012 revording of “Southern Cross”.
Your prize for answering correctly is your own personal Sousa Band Concert recorded in the early 1900’s. The link to this, in the National Juke Box is immediately below. The specifics about the Herbert L Clarke recording is below the link.
The JJericho, AKA Rick Martin, Grand Prize Sousa Concert:
The one I remember the most is: "My daddy's rich, my mama's good lookin', I've never had a bad day in my life, and I can still play the blues."
I found the actual quote: "My father's rich, my mama's good-lookin', right? ... and I can play the Blues. I've never suffered and don't intend to suffer." Here's the context:
Maybe it's a test to help keep out the riff-raff. Kind of like the soup nazi. If you walk in the door and say: "I like your trumpet parking sign" then NO HORNS FOR YOU. But if you say: "Hey, how come your sign shows a cornet but says only trumpet players allowed?", then you have passed the first test and might be deemed worthy to try one of the Bachs. Five additional rounds of empirical testing are required to be allowed to touch the Monettes.
@kehaulani Schmuck Allee in Salzburg... yes, I've seen a pic of ssmith1226 standing there, looking appropriately, with his wife looking smug... I don't think I'm telling any very personal secrets when I divulge that he just had bought a few minor goodies at the Schagerl factory shop (just a new gold plated Killer Queen flugel) and was now in honour bound to spend a reasonable sum on placating his wife...
