Schlepping...

After an extraordinarily tiring fortnight, I've got to carry my weary self up to Boston tomorrow to pick up at least one basset horn. If you aren't in the know, a basset horn looks somewhat like a bass clarinet that never hit a growth spurt. If you've seen an alto clarinet, you've got the general idea.

I've been asked to play a concert in a couple of weeks with another clarinetist, but I'll be manning the basset clarinet. Should be fun. I'll try to post the details, along with how you can all buy tickets and give money to this obviously intelligent series.

Since I woke up this morning, drove 4 hours, rehearsed for 3, drove another 3 hours, and am tired, I think I'll end it here and try to get some sleep.