“I’d say, ‘Trane, man, why are you doing that, beating on your chest and howling in the microphone?’. He’d say, ‘Man, I can’t find anything else to play on the horn.’ He exhausted the saxophone. He couldn’t find nothing else to play… he ran out of horn”
Our house overlooks a valley that is frequented by herds of cow, sheep and goats. Today a huge herd of 600 goats appeared and we went down for a closer look.