I have a cup of water residing on a table in the living room as I type these words. It contains a size four Vandoren Tenor Saxophone reed. It is a new reed -unblemished, untouched by cruel lips nor smouldered in fires before. And there it sits, nestled in a glass cup of water, ripples slowly ebbing and gently carressing the fibres of the wood.
A cup of water was the only thing that told four poor humans in a trailer that a certain T-rex had recieved his invitation to dinner. And you've gotta love premonitions. And calculated risks. You see, a change of reed is a calculated risk. Especially after Band Camp. A reed, if I am correct, takes about a few hours of rigourous usage to be seasoned perfectly, and to be able to produce the best quality tone from the instrument. Personally i judge the seasoned-ness of a reed by its ability to produce a pianissimo tone at first asking. But that's a story for another age.
I am taking a calculated risk, in hoping for the reed to get seasoned enough in these seven or more hours before concert. It raises a tiny thrill inside to not know the quality of the reed till it is too late to change and too late to hope. Putting all your eggs in one basket, the ancients call it.
Thus even as the reed soaks further into the water, and the layers beneath peel and disintergrate, evaporating into nothingness as the fibres slowly melt and mesh together smoothly it looks peaceful, and tranquil outside. The water barely ripples. And that's how it is with my life.
The water barely ripples. A premonition. We do not notice it till dinnertime.
Delivered at 10:01 AM;
KENNETH
Name:Slumber
Born:16th August
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