As a trombone player, I know this sentence and its feeling (taken from a piece of criticism on Jesús Moncada's Camí de sirga). It is also, perchance, why trombone players are often found riding unicycles...
For example, the ageing Senyora Carlota de Torres, reminiscing about the celebrations held when the Second Republic was declared in 1931, is haunted by the memory of a trombone which stood out from the rest of the band.
Right. Trombone players and their axes clownishly make impressions...
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