This is a picture of me playing one of my ancient saxophones (1925 Buescher Tenor, C-Melody) during an evening concert performing with my group, 'Daddy Cool and the Lone Rangers', in the back yard of one of my guitar playing neighbors for the neighborhood in which I live, raising a lot of hell for the benefit of all therein. Something we do every once in a while. Sorry, no sound track, so you'll just have to imagine how great it sounded. But this is what 'old rockers' do in Gville for kicks and giggles!
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Harv
8/6/2015 08:12:23 am
Looks like fun Jerry! Do you have any tapes?
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JL
8/6/2015 04:46:29 pm
No, Harv, like everything else in life, these things are quite ephemeral. Like Westy's Fords!
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Westy
8/9/2015 08:10:52 am
Actually the Fords are not at all ephemeral but rather ethereal ... as in my world created through the poetic imagination of the viewer. How about that.
JL
8/10/2015 08:25:06 am
You are absolutely right, Westy, in the short term. But in the long term nothing lasts. The Romans had some really fast and ornate chariots, but none made it. So, enjoy the ride while it lasts! Your poetic imagination will succumb to the inexorable passage of time.
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