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That is what Count Basie was missing - a bagpipe. The 1966 Sinatra and Count at the Sands would have been a different affair with pipes.

One song I could do. If that is her whole stick. I would be bored after 2.

Edited by Sgt. Pepper
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No. Nein.  Nyet.  Non.

NO!NO!NO!! =;

I've seen and heard the 'jazz bagpipes'; Rufus Harley with Sonny Rollins in the 70s playing "Swing Low Sweet Chariot" at Ronnies,  British free-jazzer Paul Dunmall in the early 90s emptying the room in a Bishop's Castle pub with his horrendous utterly tuneless racket,  AND I sat through the Master Musicians Of Joujouka who didn't play bagpipes but sounded just as interminably  bloody awful TBH, I don't care how hip they are/were.  It was bollocks.

At my Dad's funeral service in 1977 suddenly a door opened and a piper in kilt, bearskin, regimental tartan and full regalia piped the coffin out of sight.  My Dad wasn't Scottish though his Dad was.   BS.   I'll have proper music at my passing thankyou.

And - "There's one thing the Blues is afraid of and that's the pipes" - Robbie Basho.   

Look at the sax player behind and to her left as she starts to play!! 

But she is highly rated and talented, has a very good Wiki entry - multi-instrumentalist, famous for playing 3 trumpets at once.....🎺

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gunhild_Carling

BTW I hate fxxxing bagpipes. 

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One of my favorite jokes, ever. 

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As a bagpiper, I play many gigs.

Recently I was asked by a funeral director to play at a graveside service for a homeless man. He had no family or friends, so the service was to be at a pauper's cemetery in the Nova Scotia back country.
As I was not familiar with the backwoods, I got lost and, being a typical man, I didn't stop for directions.

I finally arrived an hour late and saw the funeral guy had evidently gone and the hearse was nowhere in sight. There were only the diggers and crew left and they were eating lunch. I felt badly and apologized to the men for being late.

I went to the side of the grave and looked down and the vault lid was already in place. I didn't know what else to do, so I started to play.
The workers put down their lunches and began to gather around. I played out my heart and soul for this man with no family and friends. I played like I've never played before for this homeless man.

And as I played 'Amazing Grace', the workers began to weep. They wept, I wept, we all wept together.

When I finished, I packed up my bagpipes and started for my car.
Though my head was hung low, my heart was full.

As I opened the door to my car, I heard one of the workers say, 'I never seen anything like that before, and I've been putting in septic tanks for twenty years.'

😒

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