tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959286621592188397.post343414473632146422..comments2024-02-20T07:06:18.516-05:00Comments on Brilliant Corners: A Cylindrical Paper Cup Filled with Booze-by Steve ProvizerSteve Provizerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09757505876939504133noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959286621592188397.post-16775901238134751492010-07-12T21:14:12.235-04:002010-07-12T21:14:12.235-04:00Jeez-you were hard on teachers. What a name-Prof. ...Jeez-you were hard on teachers. What a name-Prof. Schmaltz. Bet he loved the vibrato.Steve Provizerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09757505876939504133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1959286621592188397.post-54770652539612159742010-07-12T11:44:50.285-04:002010-07-12T11:44:50.285-04:00I remember well when my parents bought an old upri...I remember well when my parents bought an old upright piano when I was 6 years old and my teacher was as old as the piano. She only lasted one year and probably died of poor taste. Next came the clarinet, when I was 9 and I had a wonderful teacher, Wilder E. Schmaltz! He was great and taught me well as I was inspired by him, rather than the instrument. He died suddenly and I was left with the clarinet, which got me through Marching Band. It wasn’t until I discovered Jazz at around 13 when I tossed the clarinet and took up tenor sax. My first heroes were Zoot Sims, Wardell Gray and Harold Land. I finally found my instrument only to also find that I didn’t have the ability to play! That’s when I took up photography and drawing, but only of Jazz musicians!!<br />Tom Curry<br />Jazz from The Top (Zumix Radio)<br />www.reallypissedoff.comAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com