Here’s an album of a recent trombone event in Chiusa Sclafani, Sicily, which involved very, very few women, especially in positions of prominence. When I see large groups of people playing music with very few women, my hackles go up immediately. When you see missing women, you can be virtually assured of bigger problems. Looking a bit further, it seems that those hackles I possess are worth something. Here is what I know so far:
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