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(Mods, please move this if it isn't in the right section. Maybe it belongs in the "straps" category or something.)
Yesterday afternoon I listened to Kamasi Washington's album "The Epic" and felt quite ashamed of my skills, so I determined it was time to practice. Threw the reed in a jar of water, waited for it to soak, went to get my sax. I always leave it in the stand after swabbing, with the strap already in place and everything ready to go.
This was my first mistake.
Because after hooking the strap on the ring, I always loop it around the neck so it's not thrown aside on the floor catching dust or being stepped on. This move unfortunately inspired my lazy nature and instead of spending a few more joules bending down to pick it up by the bell, I went against everything my instinct was telling me and just pushed the strap up. This was a horrible mistake: it held on for three seconds and fell down with a loud thud. After having a sample-sized heart attack, I bent down to evaluate the damage and curse myself for having the IQ of a plant. That's when it struck me: my strap's hook is not open-ended and the fabric was stretched up to the neck. There's no way it could have come off.
The sax on the floor argued to the contrary and I just resigned myself to looking for bent parts. The result wasn't pretty:
D side-key is absolutely dead.
Alternate F# tone hole's protection was so bent it wouldn't even open. This is it after unbending it a little by hand.
Bottom of the bell.
Pants Guard (Thanks, John!). Notice the unnatural angle.
I'm pretty sure the tech will find many other things I couldn't catch. Worst part is, I bought this tenor back in June and had it completely overhauled, so I can't even rationalize that "it was time for a check-up anyway". And two days ago I had talked to the tech about the possibility of welding two other rings in the sax (not that it would help, unless I wore two straps). I'm still quite thankful it fell on its left side, not the right. RIP wallet.
Bottom line is the old adage: ALWAYS PICK YOUR HORN BY THE BELL. A L W A Y S. No matter how firm your grasp on reality. No matter how sane you think you are. No matter how much you trust your neck strap. It may just think it's the perfect time to neglect the laws of physics, do a supernatural jump trough the ring and screw you over.
Cheers.
TL;DR: Picked sax by the strap. Dun goof'd.
Yesterday afternoon I listened to Kamasi Washington's album "The Epic" and felt quite ashamed of my skills, so I determined it was time to practice. Threw the reed in a jar of water, waited for it to soak, went to get my sax. I always leave it in the stand after swabbing, with the strap already in place and everything ready to go.
This was my first mistake.
Because after hooking the strap on the ring, I always loop it around the neck so it's not thrown aside on the floor catching dust or being stepped on. This move unfortunately inspired my lazy nature and instead of spending a few more joules bending down to pick it up by the bell, I went against everything my instinct was telling me and just pushed the strap up. This was a horrible mistake: it held on for three seconds and fell down with a loud thud. After having a sample-sized heart attack, I bent down to evaluate the damage and curse myself for having the IQ of a plant. That's when it struck me: my strap's hook is not open-ended and the fabric was stretched up to the neck. There's no way it could have come off.
The sax on the floor argued to the contrary and I just resigned myself to looking for bent parts. The result wasn't pretty:
D side-key is absolutely dead.
Alternate F# tone hole's protection was so bent it wouldn't even open. This is it after unbending it a little by hand.
Bottom of the bell.
Pants Guard (Thanks, John!). Notice the unnatural angle.
I'm pretty sure the tech will find many other things I couldn't catch. Worst part is, I bought this tenor back in June and had it completely overhauled, so I can't even rationalize that "it was time for a check-up anyway". And two days ago I had talked to the tech about the possibility of welding two other rings in the sax (not that it would help, unless I wore two straps). I'm still quite thankful it fell on its left side, not the right. RIP wallet.
Bottom line is the old adage: ALWAYS PICK YOUR HORN BY THE BELL. A L W A Y S. No matter how firm your grasp on reality. No matter how sane you think you are. No matter how much you trust your neck strap. It may just think it's the perfect time to neglect the laws of physics, do a supernatural jump trough the ring and screw you over.
Cheers.
TL;DR: Picked sax by the strap. Dun goof'd.