30.05.17

Fighting off bouts of pre-concert exhaustion, the saxophonist hauls his middle-aged body onto another German Jazz stage, trying not to let the carbohydrate-laden backstage catering to pull him down. The smell of sweat, old wood,and western European perfumes prevail. The challenges of maintaining a healthy body and mind whilst on the road are not small and he knows it. Luckily his band mates share a common desire for locally sourced produce and a high fat intake. By night: swing; by day: gazing  out train windows and contemplating more than can be put into words. Acutely aware of the turbulence around, he hides in a little jazz bubble for bit, keeping low, swingin’ low.