Yesterday, I walked into a very old small town music store on its last legs. There was a Saturday morning jam session of elderly fiddlers and guitarists and the owner was playing the piano. Literally says "I have no time for you now." I asked about trumpets he said just go look around in the back. So, I went to the back and there was plaster from the ceiling over all his trumpet cases. I opened them up to find some perfect condition student horns but each had new Mt. Vernon Mouthpieces in their holsters. My eyes buggered-out.
So, as I was leaving, he apologized that he had no time to sell anything because he was playing but said, "Come back Monday, I have all kinds trumpets and mouthpieces in the basement I want to get rid of."
I can hardly sleep. At the very least, it may be an inexpensive way to get a second horn to travel with so I don't have to risk my Strad. Butů. my imagination is running wild tonight at what hidden treasure I might find.
What do you think might be waiting in the basement?
Or, what would "you" like to find down there?