To repeat my comment on walking into the bar of the Red Lion in Llanfair, where there were two piano accordions, two banjos, a guitar and a melodeon; never seen so much good firewood, and me without a match.

Personally I would have very little hesitation, if it was between me and death. You can always get another instrument, but can you ever get another life? (OK, I don't want anything from the afterlife believers here, I know it could be a possibility, but I'm having enough trouble with the lifestyle I have now thankyou!)

Besides, my instruments are my brain and my voice, if I died, so would they.

LTS