Nine hours of bass…

this weekend. Friday night, Saturday morning and Sunday evening. Such a lovely, passionate, and necessary instrument yet the physicality of it can be impressive. The bass is not your appliance, not an extension of your body, but a true partner with the size and strength requirements that force direct and personal engagement. At the end of the show both the performer and the instrument are fatigued, yet the music is empty without its anchor.

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