The way the boom of the bass drum was too harsh on the ears, and the flute was too high pitched. The clarinet was weird and the French horn seemed too much of a challenge. I picked up the last two CDs and it had the picture of a saxophone in my left hand and in my right hand was a picture of a trumpeter was salt and pepper hair, holding a cigar, and with a beautiful now known Bach Stradivarius model 37. I put in the cd for the saxophone and liked it at the time it was the best instrument I heard all day, however, I put in the trumpet one and picked a song I think I would like. Stardust, a title to this day still gives me chills to think about. The rise and fall of the sweet brassy jazz sound made me sway back and forth listening in time I thought I was in there for at least an hour. The double c played in his solo gave me chills I felt up and down my entire body. I knew that is the instrument I wanted to play, after I listened to the CDs I went back into the other room and tried the two instruments I thought I could play, the saxophone and the