I need reeds. I need to work on reeds. I need to hunker down and deal. I need to face the truth of my laziness and then stop behaving that way.

But currently I just want to whine about them.

Think about it. How many other instrumentalists have to constantly worry about these stupid pieces of wood? How many have to build a new mouthpiece all the time. How many have to deal with what weather — humidity, temperature, you know how it goes — does to these stupid things? How many have to deal with plant life, for Pete’s sake?!

What a ridiculous thing a double reed instrument is.

Okay. Done.

(Can you tell I have some stuff coming up and have to get my act together?!)

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  1. Right there with you!