For 20 years, my saxophone was my faithful companion. On the way to Romania in 2023 , I lost it in the Copenhagen metro. We traveled anyway and borrowed a saxophone down there. I thought I’d be more sentimental, but it felt fine. It feels liberating not to be so afraid of the instruments anymore. They can stay in the car. They are there to be used. It hasn’t always been like that, but in the last year and a half, I’ve started to let go. Here is a picture of the performance we did in Romania when I had just lost the horn. Of course some notes were out of tune, but all in all it was great.

Martin