The Word Spiritual, Not The

I Wanted An Electric Train For Christmas But I Got The Saxophone Instead.

As A Horn Player, The Greatest Compliment One Can Get Is When A Person Comes To You And Says, 'i Heard This Saxophone On The Radio The Other Day And I Knew It Was You. I Don't Know The Song, But I Know It Was You On Sax.'

Now That I Am Much Older, I Have Had A Number Of Sax Players Tell Me I Was Responsible For Them Playing Sax. Some Of Them I Have Admired Over The Years.

The Word Spiritual, Not The Word Religious, Is The Key.

It's Love. It's Two Men - Two Strong, Very Virile Men - Finding That Space In Life Where They Can Let Go Enough Of Their Masculinity To Feel The Passion Of Love And Respect And Trust.