L Ross
Well-Known Member
This morning's brain worm was a niggling thought. 110 Trombones, no that aint right, 110 cornets? I turn to Sue, "110 trombones?" She says, "76 trombones." Just like that she pulled that out of somewhere. Then she asked, "Where'd that come from?" "I don't know." She says, "Could be worse, on my way to the kitty shelter Thursday Mairzy Doats popped into my head."
The only cure is to go to Spotify. Type 76 and before I get any further there it is, 76 Trombones from the Music Man. Kill the brain worm. Play it. Then see the Air Force band's rendition and Viola' a cleaned up marching band version. Played it and I'm all good. Except, now I've started a new play list, Sousa anyone?
The only cure is to go to Spotify. Type 76 and before I get any further there it is, 76 Trombones from the Music Man. Kill the brain worm. Play it. Then see the Air Force band's rendition and Viola' a cleaned up marching band version. Played it and I'm all good. Except, now I've started a new play list, Sousa anyone?