“Music is one of the ways we make sense of our lives, one of the ways in which we express feelings when we have no words, a way for us to understand things with our hearts when we can't with our minds.” A quote from Dr Karl Paulnak’s Welcome Address
So, why do I feel this way? Frankly I don’t have the words to describe it adequately but it is a unique occasion where the sound of this call elicits a profound response in every single person present, including the musician, as we all remember loved ones who have suffered the consequences of war. I firmly believe that having the privilege of being able to sound The Last Post for people is the most profound public act that I can perform. When I play it, I remember my Uncle Michael who died at the age of 19 years on Britain’s premier battleship HMS Hood, he had absolutely everything to live for, like millions of other young men.
So having got that off my chest, I’m proposing to do a bit of research into how many churches or memorial locations in my city actually have a bugler, trumpeter or cornettist who sounds The Last Post on Remembrance Sunday? Maybe there are churches / memorials without trumpeters and vice versa?