Well, are we? Ultimately we blow into things. Playing the trumpet is just such a childish act in itself, that sometimes while playing I can't help but think that there is something better I could be doing with my time, like blowing my nose instead.
All of the investment we have made to become trumpeters, both personally and financially, just to blow into stufff with our pie hole. The more I think about it, the more absurd it seems.
Will I stop? No. Do I find personal enjoyment in blowing into things? Absolutely. Will I find god or the meaning of life doing it? Probably never. Is it worth more to me than what it actually is, yes and no.
So again I ask, are we just being silly? All of this fussing just to blow into stuff.
A funnel from the dollar store should be good enough, right?
Well, are we. Ultimately we splash paint on overpriced canvas........................
On a more serious note.
You can say this about any activity or artform.
I'm very much a minimalist and I don't hoard gear. I don't see having quality stuff and caring about how I sound as being in conflict with that. Quite the contrary. These things are my work and my true passion.
I apply this to the few other hobbies I have. Not too much, nothing I don't need, but the absolutely best I can afford that's worth repairing, selling or passing on.
Now, if you truly feel this way you're free to quit. More gigs for me then.