He looked at her lying there, entranced by her sensuous curves, her golden glow. But it was her voice that really moved him—sometimes soft and sexy, sometimes wild with abandon. Whatever his mood, she matched it. He lifted her lovingly to his lips. Tonight they would make beautiful music together. Harry and his trumpet.
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Puppeteer
Yesterday I had a great time rehearsing with Heie Boles (world famous puppeteer) and the members of "Fiatti Scorrevole", Cuauhtemoc Trejo flute, Hector Fernandez oboe, Hugo Manzanilla clarinet for our upcoming show this Saturday at the Casa Simurgh in Valenciana.
I am playing, both with my trumpet and with a very small amount of acting, the part of "El Negro", a jazz trumpet player from New Orleans. If you're in town don't miss this show. It should be a very good one.
Directions to Casa Simurgh under the "Locations" link on the left side of the page.
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