Then he dances down the street. He knows now. He is quite sure. Coming home he will say: « Mummy, I want to play the trombone! »
Was it you? Was it me?
We all have a little story to tell about how we came to choose our instrument (or did it choose us?). The first contact with it is always enchanted and deeply moving, because it is that unique moment that we have been touched by the magic of music, although – or is it because – we knew precious little about it.
Let us try to remember that decisive moment every now and then, and to contemplate the instrument we so thoughtlessly handle every day, with that same great feeling of hope, joy and spirit.
The magic of music. That is what slips away when one begins to feel so vastly superior.
Jean-Pierre Mathez.