
… Don’t toot.

… Don’t toot.

The email submitting this photograph read:
Sure, this guy has an impressive biography and discography…but where are his pants? Surely he can afford them. Is he cupping something more than just the bell of his clarinet?

…wood?
But not too sexy for argyle. Or makeup. Or airbrushing.

Didn’t her mother teach her not to sit like that?

The person who submitted this wrote:
“Aaron Jay Kernis’ face just says, ‘I’ve been left out of this joke but I’m smiling because everybody else is.’ Also: his sweater.”
Yep.
At least the one knee that we can see. The other leg… well, who knows?
(via @wheresstephane, who asked: “Why would anyone allow this picture of them to be taken, and published?”)


Looks like they were comparing notes.
But not playing any. Because it’s hard to play when you’re draped over the keyboard, overcome with sadness.