That crap is sick, man. I feel the same way about sax decor as some people feel about taxidermy. When I see a sax hung on the wall, I always go over and try to comfort it. I used to play in a club in Williamsburg, VA, that had a Buescher tenor hung up behind the bandstand: I never felt right playing there. Tried to buy the old horn but the owner said it belonged to his brother.Carbs said: