From the subway to the sea

March 21st, 2011

In 1986, I was a struggling saxophone player in New York City, going from audition to audition, joining every rehearsal big band I could find, willing to perform any kind of gig from weddings to jazz gigs, from salsa to rock and roll.  I was a sax mercenary, trying to establish myself.  My first job in the Big Apple was literally underground, part of an eight-piece blues band performing for donations in the Union Square subway station.  To make ends meet I was also selling Christmas trees at my neighbourhood kiosk.   Not exactly the glamorous life I had envisioned. Read the rest of this entry »