Humor Saxophone Dreams

[Tuppertn]

I'd love to have one where I'm playing the heck out the thing for a packed house and sounding like Michael Brecker, but that's not usually how they go. For me they're usually the frustrating type where things aren't working and people are staring.

Last night I dreamt I was practicing through my ZoomH6 as always, but I was standing out on the sidewalk in front of my house. There were people out mowing their lawns and kids playing in the yards. No one seemed to notice me and it didn't seem weird to me at all until some random guy walked by (couldn't see his face but he was wearing a brown suit) and dropped some money at my feet. Only then did I suddenly realize that everyone could hear me. And then I realized that they couldn't hear the track because it was just in my headphones. Just me blasting "Always Remember Us This Way" a cappella. At that point the fingers quit working and the horn would only make goose noises while everyone stopped what they were doing and stared. Thankfully, it ended there before they started pointing and laughing. No, I wasn't naked (not this time, anyway).

At the risk revealing truths from the deepest parts of your psyche, has anybody ever gotten your brain so obsessed with the saxophone that it invades your dreams?

C'mon...let's hear about that street corner busking wearing nothing but a neck strap.

 

[PigSquealer]

I dream of being a pig playing a golden C Melody ontop of the barn. Playing until the cows come home. Then I wake up and I’m a rabbit with a dog snoring next to me.

 

[jcn664]

J'adorerais en faire un où je me déchaîne devant une salle comble et où j'ai la voix de Michael Brecker, mais en général, ça ne se passe pas comme ça. Pour moi, c'est plutôt le genre de concert frustrant où rien ne fonctionne et où le public me fixe du regard.

La nuit dernière, j'ai rêvé que je m'entraînais comme d'habitude avec mon ZoomH6, mais que j'étais debout sur le trottoir devant chez moi. Des gens tondaient leur pelouse et des enfants jouaient dans les jardins. Personne ne semblait me remarquer et ça ne me paraissait pas bizarre du tout, jusqu'à ce qu'un inconnu passe (je ne voyais pas son visage, mais il portait un costume marron) et laisse tomber de l'argent à mes pieds. C'est là que j'ai soudain réalisé que tout le monde pouvait m'entendre. Et puis j'ai compris qu'ils n'entendaient pas le morceau parce que c'était juste dans mes écouteurs. Juste moi qui chantais à tue-tête « Always Remember Us This Way » a cappella . À ce moment-là, mes doigts ont cessé de répondre et le klaxon ne faisait plus que des petits cris d'oie, tandis que tout le monde s'arrêtait net et me fixait. Heureusement, ça s'est arrêté là avant qu'ils ne commencent à me montrer du doigt et à rire. Non, je n'étais pas nu (pas cette fois-ci, en tout cas).

Au risque de révéler des vérités enfouies dans les tréfonds de votre psyché, est-ce que quelqu'un a déjà réussi à vous obséder au point que le saxophone envahisse vos rêves ?

Allez... racontez-nous l'histoire de ce musicien de rue qui ne porte qu'une simple lanière autour du

Je rêve d'être un cochon jouant une mélodie en do majeur sur le toit de la grange. Jouer jusqu'à la fin des temps. Puis je me réveille et je suis un lapin avec un chien qui ronfle à côté de moi.
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My dream is find one Conn-O-Sax on the barn but not condition to plays, complete but not condition to play => and full restorate and play fun with it, but it was dream

 

[GCinCT]

It makes sense that, as saxophonists, we would have the occasional saxophone dream. Interestingly, though I have many strange dreams, I have never had one where I am playing my horn. I guess maybe I've played badly enough times in real life that my subconscious doesn't need to play it out in dreams,

 

[MikeMorrell]

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Last night I dreamt I was practicing through my ZoomH6 as always, but I was standing out on the sidewalk in front of my house. There were people out mowing their lawns and kids playing in the yards. No one seemed to notice me and it didn't seem weird to me at all ...

Funnily enough, I had a similar dream recently. I haven't played sax for almost 3 weeks due to a cataract operation. But in my dream, I was playing sax in my 'Rock/Pop band' but no-one could hear me.

I haven't read Carl Jung's book on 'Dreams' but it's a pretty safe bet that he didn't cover 'saxophone dreams' 😉

 

[Grumps]

I'd love to have one where I'm playing the heck out the thing for a packed house and sounding like Michael Brecker...

Every now and again I'll get to the point of actually playing in a dream and it can be such a surreal and satisfying thing. Usually though, I'm back at the high school auditorium, the show is about to start and I'm still setting up my horn.

 

[Tuppertn]

I dream of being a pig playing a golden C Melody ontop of the barn. Playing until the cows come home. Then I wake up and I’m a rabbit with a dog snoring next to me.
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Or an Eeyore...

I know she never dreamed of a saxophone though. I always had to keep the door closed or she'd try to "sing" along.

 

[Saxlicker]

TOO MUCH CHEESE BEFORE BEDTIME ​

 

[PigSquealer]

I had another dream….
Someone gave me three 3D Printed C Melody mouthpieces to test and I was stuck in a mouthpiece cap.
After a few cups of AM Joe (coffee). I went out to the barn….maybe I need to try a different evening tea ? 🫪

 

[jcn664]

i have nightmare, i lost my c soprano adolphe , my soprillo and my perfect curved soprano lyons and healy