Besides, I'd "outgrown it," meaning that if I'd stuck with saxophone this long, I probably deserved a better instrument. That was not to be.Īt the big music store in Dayton, the one all the band directors recommended, the sales guy told my parents that the Elkhart was far too damaged to save (which I now know is a lie). Still, any repair person worth his or her salt could easily have resoldered the neck joint and replaced the worn pads and springs for 5-10% of the cost of a replacement horn. By then the poor thing was pretty beat up - having lost most of its finish and needing several pads and at least one spring. In the early fall of 1968, in my junior year of high school, I was carrying my first (Elkhart) tenor saxophone out of the bandroom with a bell-grip football hold - the "approved way" to carry a curved saxophone - when another student slammed the door into me, snapping the neck off at the joint. Horns in my Life: 1968 Selmer Signet Tenor Sax
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