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howard moon + trumpets

Howard remembers distinctly the first time he fell in love with a trumpet. Even before he knew much about how they sounded, he just liked the LOOK of the thing, gleaming in the front window of the music shop, golden and proud and impressive. He didn’t know much about it, but he knew that he wanted to know how to play it. It was going to be a feature of his life. Howard Moon and trumpets were meant to be together. Once he began to listen to his dad’s records, he became even more resolved. It was exactly as brilliant as he’d known it would be, the kind of thing that sounded almost like magic in the hands of a master. Everybody would stand up and listen and admire a man who could play a trumpet like that! He would be one of the great ones.

And that’s why it broke his heart particularly badly when he finally, finally begged and cajoled his parents into signing him up for trumpet lessons and renting him a trumpet of his very own. To his dismay, the rented trumpet looked nothing like the one that had made his heart sing that first day; this one was dull and dented and the very opposite of proud and regal. Worse yet, when he raised it to his lips—in his lessons, in countless hours of torturous practice—he couldn’t make it make any noises worth hearing—much less any of the kind that would impress other people. Much the opposite: it only seemed to make people want to point and laugh. Even his parents couldn’t entirely hide the amusement in their eyes at the flatulent bleating that the trumpet produced in his hands, rather than music. Nothing in his young life had ever hurt worse than the crushing realization that he possessed no aptitude for the one thing in life he most wanted to do.

This state of mind is what made him a ripe target for the Spirit of Jazz, of course—and we all know how THAT went down. Not even that could kill Howard’s love for the trumpet, though, even though it was tainted by the bittersweet knowledge that it was one more beautiful thing in his life that he ruined by touching it.

Best to keep a safe distance from those beautiful things, then. Or so his trumpet’s presence always reminded him.

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today my friend scarlett when i greeted her im p sure she was unsure of whether to call me Marc or by my given name and she was just like HEY ma..aaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa- and she started moving her head like it was a a song and i lAUGHED RLY HARD AND yeah that was funny. a funny thing that happened today

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SCARLETT WHY DID YOU TW MICHAEL CERA

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