Mark Herrera

Salt Lake City
It’s this magnificent, beautiful thing, which was obviously created and meant to be played on my Couf. It speaks with a deeply personal, introspective voice, and I keep finding myself falling into this wonderfully delicate, yet not fragile, singing voice which exceeds the sweetness and melancholy brought to mind by Shorter’s playing on 1+1. All of this goes without commenting on the impeccable intonation, the freeing of the upper register of the horn, the curious smell of quality rubber, and the stunning visual presentation of a piece which looks antique, and almost dares me not to play it for fear of marring its pristine form. To echo your other client: I’ve had a hard time taking the horn out of my mouth since the piece arrived, because all I want to do is make it sing.