Had my brain fried by Bevan and surprise (to me) guest Youngs yesterday at t’Hairdresser’s. Heard some noises I’ve never heard before. Ears actually flapped at one point – I was at 180 degrees to sax hole, I’m sure that’s the technical term.
And now I think you can buy disposable, mic-ed up kazoos. Who knew?
Thanks to Jazz Balls provider Colin and chums…