Well, that was 30 years ago - I'm no prettyboy anymore. I'm probably a better musician at this stage, but nobody's killing themselves over me now.Of course, it does. Why would you think, otherwise?
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Well, that was 30 years ago - I'm no prettyboy anymore. I'm probably a better musician at this stage, but nobody's killing themselves over me now.Of course, it does. Why would you think, otherwise?

It hit me how rude we’ve been to not ask.
How good are you?
You tell me. I can tell you that I thoroughly enjoyed myself doing these.
Uhhhh yeah I guess that's one way to compliment someone.Once during a break between sets a woman told me that if I didn't go home with her she'd kill herself. Does that count for anything?
Uhhhh yeah I guess that's one way to compliment someone.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------Once during a break between sets a woman told me that if I didn't go home with her she'd kill herself. Does that count for anything?
I started playing when I was 15 and was lucky enough to be surrounded by amazing musicians my whole playing life. Honestly I thought I stunk then.
I quit playing from age 32 to 45. When I started back playing I worked on things I knew I really sucked at such as reading, theory and jazz standards. I have worked my butt off for the last 10 years and have had such a joyous time reconnecting with playing.
I don’t think I suck anymore but I’m constantly aware of not being where I want to be. But, that’s the reason I look forward to getting up every day. To be better than I was yesterday. Here’s a video of a recent thing I worked on
I started playing when I was 15 and was lucky enough to be surrounded by amazing musicians my whole playing life. Honestly I thought I stunk then.
I quit playing from age 32 to 45. When I started back playing I worked on things I knew I really sucked at such as reading, theory and jazz standards. I have worked my butt off for the last 10 years and have had such a joyous time reconnecting with playing.
I don’t think I suck anymore but I’m constantly aware of not being where I want to be. But, that’s the reason I look forward to getting up every day. To be better than I was yesterday. Here’s a video of a recent thing I worked on
I did not go home with her. She was the girlfriend of a good friend of mine, who heard her say that to me. Awkward!Wait...So...Did you go home with her??? I need closure on this story!!! ;-)
Nailed it.I'm better than a lot of players, and a lot of players are better than me.
Anyone with genuine trombone chops is deeply advantaged! (so sayeth Joebone...)
Man, what a concept - I don't typically dwell on whether or not I am technically good, as I am working within a fairly subjective medium. That said, I am confident in whatever musical role I am fulfilling in my band.
I can't even say that. My neighbor across the street is a professional musician who plays both guitar & bass (plays bass in a cover band that gigs regularly), so I'm hopefully the best bass player on my side of the block.
But the truth is I'm hoping to one day be good enough to be considered mediocre. For now I would say I'm a new bassist, but improving.