| Quick story: a few years back I was w a band performing at the Vancouver Jazz Fest. Our flight got in very late, so we were running late to the venue. Upon our arrival, it hit the catering room which was located pretty much under the stage. As I was inhaling some salmon, I hear what I think is the baddest, funkiest bass player I have ever heard. I run up to the front only to realize there's no bass player in the band - it was a tuba! That was the Dirty Dozen Brass Band. Welcome to TB, and good luck in your searching!
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