tempest musical instruments
I just played at the opening of a musical instrument store; a bunch of cream-of-the-crop musicians, including Ron Wilkins, Logan Keese, Kyle Keener, Greg Norris, and Pierre Poree got together to just hang out and jam on opening day.
I'd known that my friends Jim Gavigan and Mike Palermo had started a musical instrument store, but, looking around, I finally realized the extent of it: all the instruments — every trumpet, trombone, tuba, flute, clarinet, bassoon — were actually designed and manufactured by these guys. It's not just a store that sells musical instruments; it's a store that sells its own musical instruments.
As I told Mike, only he and Jim really know how much this took: the years and years of work and research and wheeling-and-dealing and forging relationships with metal people and wood people on three continents, all the honing and craftsmanship that came from all the years of hard-won expertise, not to mention the hundreds of thousands of dollars in capital to raise on a decidedly non-virtual, non-digital venture — man, what an accomplishment. To look at an ornate saxophone, to hear its superb tone, and say, "I bloody did that": what's that worth?
I'd known that my friends Jim Gavigan and Mike Palermo had started a musical instrument store, but, looking around, I finally realized the extent of it: all the instruments — every trumpet, trombone, tuba, flute, clarinet, bassoon — were actually designed and manufactured by these guys. It's not just a store that sells musical instruments; it's a store that sells its own musical instruments.
As I told Mike, only he and Jim really know how much this took: the years and years of work and research and wheeling-and-dealing and forging relationships with metal people and wood people on three continents, all the honing and craftsmanship that came from all the years of hard-won expertise, not to mention the hundreds of thousands of dollars in capital to raise on a decidedly non-virtual, non-digital venture — man, what an accomplishment. To look at an ornate saxophone, to hear its superb tone, and say, "I bloody did that": what's that worth?
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