Well well my previous post has attracted lots of comments. I have no idea what to say in reply actually.. Haha.. so I shall just leave it as that.

Listening to Black Dyke and ISB
an Eb soprano rising above the round mellow sound of the cornets
the distinct horns, the soulful euphoniums
the powerful almost cracking trombones with solid basses
The power; the warmth; the energy of brass
I miss it