I do it like this. Dress up like a bum. Not hard for me. Take the bus to Toronto with my beat up bari horn. Find a corner with a big building across the way. Put hat on ground, sit on wee 1/2 broken stool and play crying music. Tilt the horn for effect. Play louder when the streetcar goes by. Stash cash as you go so you always look poor. Take 25 bucks outta the 500 you made and buy a ticket home. Works good if the air is right. Don't go if the valves will freeze, so will you.

If you can't get the effect live in the room or on the street why are you trying to pretend you are playing in le Cathedral de Notre Damme anyways?

I'll be happiest when there's a plug in for a sunny day in Islay with the heather in bloom and a soft breeze from the Oban distillery, the crinkle of the burn and the wind in the sea oats.

Just porridge for thought. I hae meat and can eat....

John Conley
Musica est vita