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I'm a terrible trumpet player...
My heart leaps at the trumpet's voice.
Buy on the cannons and sell on the trumpets.
The silver, snarling trumpets 'gan to chide.
I played saxophone and trumpet. Pretty nerdy.
Milton, in his hand The thing became a trumpet
The trumpet's loud clangor Excites us to arms.
The trumpet was not a lyrical singing instrument.
I played the trumpet a bit like a porker, I think.
Louis Armstrong playing trumpet on the Judgment Day.
I started playing the trumpet when I was about eight.
I was in the band when I was a kid, I played the trumpet.
A superb tenor voice, like a silver trumpet muffled in silk.
He who sounds his own trumpet will soon find plenty to laugh at him.
When I started to play trumpet I was fortunate to learn very quickly.
That walls should fall is the consequence of blowing your own trumpet.
Buy when the cannons are firing, and sell when the trumpets are blowing
The heroic hours of life do not announce their presence by drum and trumpet.
It's a good habit to trumpet your failures and be quiet about your successes.
The hardest part of playing the trumpet is the physical act of making the sound.
Somehow trumpet is the reference point for me it was actually my first instrument.
Whoever keeps an open ear For tattlers will be sure to hear The trumpet of contention.
I've always wanted a C trumpet on top, to have that same kind of facility without shouting.
Come with uncle and hear all proper. Hear angel trumpets and devil trombones...you are invited!
I feel like an old warhorse at the sound of a trumpet when I read about the capturing of rare beetles.
...All my best words are deserters and do not answer the trumpet call, and the remainder are cripples.
The trumpet does not more stun you by its loudness, than a whisper teases you by its provoking inaudibility.
The absolutist trumpets his plain vision; the relativist sees only someone who is unaware of his own spectacles.
I was minding my own business when something says to me, "you ought to blow trumpet." I have just been trying ever since.
I played trumpet in middle school, and then I had to get braces, so I had to stop playing trumpet and start playing drums.
affectation is fond of making a greater show than reality. ... Nature and truth have never learned to blow the trumpet, and never will.
Are we to go out with trumpets and tell everything we know, just because it is true? Is there not such a thing as egotistical truthfulness?
Renunciation which is natural does not herald its coming by the blowing of trumpets. It comes in imperceptibly without letting anyone notice it.
You start way down on a low B flat on the tuba and you have a chromatic scale; you can match the colours all the way up, till you get to the top of the trumpet.
You want to know how I started playing trumpet? My father bought me one, and I studied the trumpet. And everybody I heard that I liked, I picked up things from.
I put myself in the studio and I really made sure to say, 'Well, if I would normally reach for a trumpet, why don't I reach for the next nearest instrument instead?'
Therefore it is most expedient for the wise, if Don Worm (his conscience) find no impediment to the contrary, to be the trumpet of his own virtues, as I am to myself.
My uncle gave me a trumpet, but I loved the Louis Armstrong sound and the Harry James sound and I played by ear and I played always soulful or very direct from the gut.
I spent my entire life working with the smallest budget I could get. Just working with old, junky, donated equipment. The only things I bought myself were the trumpet and the $9 ukulele.
There is language going on out there- the language of the wild. Roars, snorts, trumpets, squeals, whoops, and chirps all have meaning derived over eons of expression... We have yet to become fluent in the language -and music- of the wild.