14. February 2007 · Comments Off · Categories: imported, Ramble

My brother sent me something. He’s a bassoonist. Betcha you would never have thunk it, eh?

Evolving:

Ah yes, the naked male bassoonist. They never seem to think of things like … CLOTHES!

Of course we all know that oboe will follow. Played by a woman. Dressed. To the nines. As it should be.

Oh wait … flutists worry about clothes. We just want good reeds. We aren’t clothes shallow. Nope. Not us. ;-)
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