Every year the Glenn Miller band comes to Manchester’s Bridgewater Hall, and every year Mum and I go along. My Dad played the saxophone in big bands like this when I was growing up, often on the American air force bases in East Anglia near where we lived. When I was old enough, I’d go with him. I loved the theatricality and team work - compelling music boosted by performance.
This time, I recognised a friend’s son in the front row of the band, with his saxophone. Blow me down - the tradition continues :-)