Big and Horny are a Melbourne based cover band with an amazing brass section, although it’s been a long time since I have played saxophone as the singer called, “more sax or more sex?”  I knew which I wanted.

Being from Essex, Brassy has always been in my blood I think. Amazing how a derogatory word ‘mainly associated with women’ can bring out the rebel. Why not be loud and proud, audaciously entertaining. Surely the times of being little submissive wifey are over, well they certainly are for me!

A few days previously I had bought a cheap clarinet and then found myself at the front of the stage at Big & Horny shaking my thing. I did take the clarinet out of the box and put it together.  However, I then realised my brassy lung power had obviously dwindled in the woodwind section for quite some time now, I would need a lot more practice.

It was fantastic to see some great musicians and reminded me of Ronnie Scotts in London.  It was innocent fun, enjoyed by all, a collective of conscious happiness, boogying into the early hours. Dancing on a glass table at Ronnie’s Scott’s in the private members lounge will always be a fond memory, far too much champagne! When the two doormen gently helped me down I felt like a Princess being escorted from my carriage.

On this night however my dance partner for the evening was a 6ft4 Aussie with thankfully no glass tables in sight. I’ve never danced with anyone that tall before and it was an exciting expression of our growing friendship. Being twirled around by his big strong arms reminded me of my dancing days as a kid, latin and ballroom classes that I loved so much. Freedom on the dance floor, letting go of the stresses and strains.

Thanks, Big and Horny for reminding me that brassy is definitely a good place to be!