First, all talent comes from above and it is only on loan to me. So on those rare occasions when I play way better than I should be able too, I know Who the glory belongs to.
Last night, was one of those times.
It was "Fifth Sunday Singing" where everybody that wants to, or is expected to, signs up to sing, play instruments or even recite poetry. And this goes on for the entire evening church service. I'd already signed up my wife and I for a sax/flute duet and I signed up the orchestra to play a special score I’d been working on. But I decided to throw in one extra solo piece to make sure we had enough music to cover the entire service.
I decide to whip out my little brown patina Buescher TT alto with my new mouthpiece setup. This included a no-USA Florida Link STM, stock lig and Rico Plasticover #3 reed. The music was the old spiritual song, "I want Jesus to Walk with Me". I'd used this piece a lot while working on my new setup and had even recorded portions of it to post here in discussions on my setup experimentation. The background music was my own computer-rendered creation and I embedded it in a PowerPoint so the lyrics would be projected onto our screens while I played.
When I got into the piece, I pushed it just about as hard as I could. And the rich fat palm-key notes of the TT just cut the air like hot butter. After I finished, there was dead silence for a few seconds and I got worried I'd pushed the "blues envelope" a little too hard for Baptist church. But then the applause came loudly. This congregation had already come to expect a lot from me and I knew I’d just pushed the bar way up out of sight. And I knew I had really killed it.
What a horn. What a night. What a rich full life of faith far beyond anything I could have ever imagined. My cup is truly full.