Can anybody explain to me why there is currently a rash of goddamn morons who think that a roomful of fiddlers, flutes and squeezebox players will be improved by the miscellaneous out-of-tune glissando fartings of a slush-pump? Or in last night's case, two slush-pumps. I used to like the trombone, but frankly this current practice is about as welcome as piles, which are, as we know, a pain in the arse and quite difficult to get rid of.
Here endeth the rant.