October 3, 2021
When I was 10 years old, a teacher handed me a trombone. I played trombone in grade school, high school marching band, and college. As a college music major, trombone was my main instrument. I was never a great trombonist but it was always an important part of my identity. After college I had no reason to play the trombone. So it was relegated to a corner where it collected dust.
When I started tracking my song called Snake Ate My Radio, the trombone was exactly what I needed for the bottom of the mix. I busted out my horn and it all came flooding back. It was like riding a bike except it made my lips swell and my face sore. It took over two weeks to get to the point where I could simply make appropriate sounds. Once I got my face back into shape, it didn’t take long to record. After I got all the sounds that the song needed, I promptly put it back in the corner to collect dust. I know that I should make it a regular part of my practice but I doubt it’s going to happen.
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