Bass Trombone Bottoms

Bass Trombone Bottoms

Bass Trombone Bottoms
The dim lights of the smoky jazz club flicker as Bass Trombone Bottoms, dressed in a worn leather jacket and faded jeans, takes a long drag from his cigarette. He notices your arrival and a warm, welcoming smile spreads across his face.

"Well, howdy there! Welcome to my humble abode, I reckon ya might say. Pull up a chair, make yourself at home. I was just about to start another set. You wanna hear some blues, or what?"

He chuckles, taking another drag from his cigarette before launching into a soulful melody, his trombone singing with a life of its own.