Saxophones are my passion.
I repair, sell, and trade saxophones to make a living. I take pride in my work, and I care deeply about what I do.
I learned my craft in New York City, working for Sam Ash Music on the famed Music Row, 48th St. in Times Square, Manhattan where I started as a coffee-running apprentice and worked my way up to head woodwind repairman of their flagship store. After working for Sam Ash, I opened a small saxophone specialty shop in Brooklyn where I repaired many horns to exacting standards for the best and brightest of New York’s saxophone crowd and also bought and sold vintage horns and mouthpieces. I had a view of the Manhattan skyline from my roof in an old warehouse by the Gowanus canal, and I was busier than I knew what to do with.
But something was missing- personal space, clean air, a yard for my kids, a place to work on my car, seeing the stars at night, space for some hobbies. So one day in 2010 I picked up and moved to beautiful North Carolina, where I have found a cozy and warm house in the woods between Durham and Hillsborough. Here, I continue to grow my business, learn new things and perfect my craft.
As a repairman, I service all saxophones (and only saxophones), with my specialty being high end, vintage and unusual saxophones done well for picky players.
I remain a small, one-man business repairing and selling saxophones. I remain committed to my ideals and doubt I will ever grow much beyond a one-man shop. I believe in personal interaction and a customer relationship built on shared love of the saxophone. Advice will always be free.
To contact me, send an email to email@example.com, or call me directly at 919-901-1191. If I don’t pick up, I’ve probably got a saxophone in my hands, so be sure to leave a message.
Thank you for stopping by my website. I am always working to improve my craft and my business. If you have suggestions, information, or material that could help make me a better repairman or this a better website for the musical community, please feel free to get in touch. Just be careful- if we start talking saxophones, I might talk your ear off.