These were the glorious 70ies!

I have grown up in Bremen/Germany and when I came from school, my favorite radio station plays “jazz rockt at midday”. Homework had to wait and my heroes, Wayne Shorter, Herbie Hancock, David Sanborn, Michael Brecker, Joni Mitchell, Deodato, Flora Purim, Herbie Man, George Benson, Jean Juc Ponty, Oregon, Roy Ayers, Stevie Wonder Randy Crawford u.v.a.. became my ful concentration.

I snatched my transverse flute for me (my mother wanted to see me always in an orchestra) and played for the music. The homework was left still longer since I had taken the music on my cassette recorder and played everything once again. If, there wasn’t ribbon salad from the tape again. I had a very little room together with my sister and she was very patient!

My playing in an orchestra turned into nothing (however, mother wasn’t peeved). The first band came. Of course the transverse flute was too peep umpteen for duration and too quiet and a saxophone must primarily here. I then had bought
an old saxophone for me for some bugs from a household discount (the administrator thought I can hang it for me on the wall). It was a good old Keilwerth and the handle way was almost identical with the transverse flute.

I became the repertoire of my band more greatly had to practice more. I had to get primarily louder since guitar & bass made pressure quite beautifully. My sister had deported me into the cellar as of there. I became so slowly an unhealthy slum kid. Wobbling cardboards must to the walls to the noise insulation because of the neighbors. However, this has been of no use. An old cloth funnel in the sax then has brought remedy.

After weeks of the practicing loudly and slight dizzy turns my sister got excitedly and said in my practicing cellar a good saxophone player just plays me on television. We looked at it together and I didn’t trust my eyes: The guye simply removed the protecting cap of his mouthpiece and played. This was new for me !!! I had all the time blown in front a big hole with protecting cap into the mouthpiece. (Mine had a big hole in front). Oh, this was embarrassing! As of and I shall say what into the cellar, protecting cap as of: The time of the pain was past. I had given me what a lung training there! The first appearances were then played to approach and clay also with controlled and other bands joined.

Years passed and the army knocked so slowly and wanted to sharpen me. At the examination I got T5 !!!! For the female readers T5 means: not useable for the army. (Ha!) So I had won after the high school 2 years!