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Updated: May 12, 2025
Tradesmen's carts clattered by at a sharp trot, the defined sound of them breaking up the all-pervading murmur of London, and dying out into it again as they passed. At the street corner, some twenty yards away, a German band discoursed doubtfully sweet music, the trombone making earnest efforts to keep the rest of the instruments up to their work by the emission of loud and reproachful tootings.
There are no more concertos written for the solo flute, trombone, etc. as a result there is no new technical material added to the resources of these instruments.
maze of furious charges and cries, till the shrill trumpet and the stentorian trombone strike the full call in antiphonal song. The tempest increases with a renewed charge of the strings, and now the more distant calls have a slower sweep. Later the battle song is in the basses, again in clashing basses and trebles; nearer strike the broad sweeping calls.
After he had been here a while he had a man come in and box it up. He must have sent it away, but I never saw it go." "Was this before or after the trombone players came?" "Long after. It was after he had picked out his man and had him up here practicing." "Did er you ever er see this musician?" drawled Average Jones in the slow tones of his peculiar excitement. "Bless you, yes! Talked with him."
Instantly the first bar of the Banging-Smash Polka burst from beneath the bed with such startling suddenness and energy that Gildart was himself rendered almost breathless. Haco awoke with a yell so dreadful that the brass band stopped for a single instant, but it burst forth again with a degree of fury that almost rent the trombone in twain!
In the summer I heard the locusts sing and the lazy croak of bullfrog, bearing the relation of trombone in the orchestra of nature to the other musicians, whilst the fireflies were dancing in mid-air all around him he winking at them with those wondrous projecting eyes.
"Not to play my B-flat trombone?" asked the other, innocently hurt. "The other gent he make play here always." "Did he?" drawled Average Jones. "And he er listened?" "He listened from out there." The musician pointed to the other room. "How long?" "Different times," was the placid reply. "But he was always in the other room." "Always. And I play Egypt. Like this."
A ladder was let down, and God leaning upon it "sang majestically to the sound of many instruments in a sonorous bass voice." The other interludes were also filled with scenic and musical effects. For instance one showed the ecstasy of David, dancing before the ark "to the sound of a large lute, a violin, a trombone, but more especially to his own harp."
He was writing master, mathematical master, English master, made out the bills, mended the pens, and did all sorts of things. He was rather musical, and on some remote quarter-day had bought an old trombone; but a bit of it was lost, and it made the most extraordinary sounds when he sometimes tried to play it of an evening. Poor fellow!
"I was so ignorant," he says, "of the mechanism of certain instruments, that after having written the solo in D flat for the trombone in the Introduction of Les Francs-Juges, I feared it would be terribly difficult to play. So I went, very anxious, to one of the trombonists of the Opera orchestra. He looked at the passage and reassured me.
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