Saxophone! Don’t Kill The Piglets!


This will not come as news to my neighbours, but I have started to play my saxophone again. It is one of those instruments that only works at loud volumes. Luckily for them, I don’t have enough strength in my jaw to play for more than five minutes before the muscles give up and it sounds like I’m murdering piglets, and I have to stop.

I am teaching myself to play, so it’s taking a while, and i hadn’t picked it up for almost a year before last week. I am slightly put off by just how loud it is, and that everyone in a 2 mile-radius can hear the squeaks and howls when it goes wrong.

The saxophone might look fiendishly complicated, but it’s not nearly as bad as it looks as if it might be. But it’s hard enough.


8 Things I should do

Things I should do but never seem to get around to:

  1. Have a (foreign) holiday. It’s been a few years since I went away (Rhyl does not count, it is vile).
  2. Really knuckle down and learn to play the Saxophone, or at least pick it up and play it every so often.
  3. Have a ruthless clear-out of my stuff. Not a half-hearted one, like this time.
  4. Play gigs. Even an open-mic night would be a start.
  5. Throw out all the crap clothes I don’t wear and almost certainly never will.
  6. Read books – there’s 30 or so I haven’t even started yet, some I’ve had for 8 years.
  7. Get outdoors more often. Maybe even buy a bicycle? (A cheap one, though)
  8. Make more of an effort with the blog, and don’t just post half-arsed drivel like this.

The saxophone I don't play enough