It was another picture perfect sunset at Palisades Park last night, the kind of evening that makes you feel grateful to be living in Southern California. The sky was aglow, palm trees were swaying in a cool ocean breeze and people, everywhere, were out in full force communing with nature. It was like a Hollywood production, complete with its own soundtrack. Someone appeared to be farting to the tune of When the Saints Go Marching In. I went to investigate and, sure enough, the Rogue Trombonist -- a novice musician known for practicing outdoors -- was at it, again ...!
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Ohhhh Marty, you sooooo baaadddd :o)
That tune stinks
That sunset was a slice of heaven... thanks for sharing it... but you know we in NJ have the original Palisades Park, right?
be well...
Beautiful sunset. Sometimes it's a genuine pleasure to be deaf. I never liked that song. (Hugs)Indigo
I do enjoy that song when I hear a Dixieland band playing it in the French Quarter...but not a lone trombonist in a park when I'm trying to watch a gorgeous sunset!
LOL!........You are truly blessed with the company of some pretty colorful chacters!...I just had a mental-flash picture of this same guy doing the "National Anthem"!...LOL...Could get realllllllly messy! Hosta my friend!....Kittie
Woops! Wrong spelling! I meant "Characters!"...sorry!
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