No Words Art: Loss

I remember seeing this with my marching band in high school and bawling my eyes out in the audience. In my mind, there is no better musical interpretation of what it feels like to lose something. This is raw, powerful, and terribly beautiful loss.

I read somewhere that to get into character, the trumpet player would imagine that this was the last time he could ever play the trumpet in his life.

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