Clarinet was the first stop after piano in my early years. Saxophone came next, with all the trimmings. There
is a part of me who reads treble clef just fine, or fine enough to keep my chair.

Lost my embouchure in my late teens following tonsil and adenoid surgery (so I probably wasn't doing it right in the first place).
Next comes university level music theory taught the way it is taught

and this is when you do your homework in
pencil. With the piano requirement and no particular instrument at the time ... at the time I took a few steps to the building by the lake and declared my English major. Where we, you know, listen to Jimmy Cliff in poetry class


The bass came the year after graduation — spent all my coin on the amazing Stingray and a combo amp I can't even recall. Save for it was nicked by some fool, and replaced with a Peavey TNT
My bass doesn't squeak