It is awesome! (Your "Everything Happens to Me" is also really nice!)
You hardly need to match this or anything. How about posting the "wrong" feel. It might just work anyway. 🙂
This is beautiful and scary, since you seem to be able to foretell the future. I think it wrong for me to make too many suggesting for alterations given that I am hardly an advanced player and, especially because I won't be able to post a recording myself, although I intend to rectify this in the not distant future. However, since you move so very smoothly and effortlessly around on the sax, I think it would add something extra if you loosened up a bit on the entire tune, as you do at the very end. Just a thought.
Thanks very much. I was still pretty new to it, so far from fully accustomed to it, and found I needed to concentrate quite hard, yet still made plenty of mistakes. It wasn't so much foretelling the future. I'd just decided to post a standard a day on my Facebook page, mostly stuff I've played quite a bit, but I'd only just decided to put this one in my pad with a view to possibly making it a part of my repertoire. I've played it at a gig twice since then. It still catches me out!
They may be mistakes to you but just sound like improvisation to many of us. 🙂
I've learned to have to count on that 😉
To be honest I just need to find time to focus on this and try to record. I haven't done it in ages. I've been busy with a small but
I know what you mean in terms of sometimes a note comes out, which wasn't the note I was expecting, so jars a bit momentarily, but on listening back later isn't offensive at all, or at least wouldn't be enough for anyone else to think anything of or even notice. And there can be all sorts of little accidents, often happy accidents, like where your subconscious, or "muscle memory", take over and insert something without you thinking, and that can sound fine. But equally there are, for me at least, things I have to call mistakes, where a note really clashes (and not in an acceptably jazzy way to my ears). And then there are the ones where my mind and embouchure were clearly expecting one note but my fingers played another one and what came out was neither, and more akin to a poorly concealed fart.
I'll have you know I practice flatulence regularly!
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