I played in the high school band. I was the one baritone saxophone out of 80 other people. No one could tell whether I was hittin the right notes or the wrong notes.

When I was 9 years old, I wanted to be the baritone sax player in the Little Richard band.

I wish I had a better range, but I really have a super-limited one. Barely a tenor, dips into baritone – that’s about it.

When I discovered Gil Scott-Heron, I discovered a musical hero, a man who spoke baritone truth to power over jazzy funk at a time when funky music was primarily about shake, shake, shaking your booty.

Opera is when a tenor and soprano want to make love, but are prevented from doing so by a baritone.

I don’t have that kind of voice, the big baritone or rousing tenor sound. My wheelhouse was in the frothier pieces. So my appreciation for those older musicals and revivals grew.

On the Planet of Baritone women, they talk low.

Please God, we’re all right here. Please leave us alone.
Don’t send death in his fat red suit and his ho-ho baritone.

But if you had asked him what his work was, he would look candidly and openly at you with his large bright eyes through his gold pincenez, and would answer in a soft, velvety, lisping baritone: “My work is literature.”

I am not in the habit of taking baritones to supper.

You know, that was the first time [with Any Winehouse] that I probably ever used a baritone sax. And it’s certainly the texture that, you know – it’s all over the record ‘cause it’s a nice compliment to her tone.

When I was a young man, I was a baritone, very far from possessing the whole range of the tenor then.

When I was a kid, I always saw these pictures of a man called Bob Gordon with a baritone saxophone, who I understood was my father. Turns out he wasn’t. He was my mother‘s first husband.

All music is what awakes from you when you are reminded by the instruments. It is not the violins and the cornets-it is not the oboe nor the beating drums, nor the score of the baritone singer singing his sweet romanza-nor that of the women’s chorus; it is nearer and farther than they.

I would think, of all the saxophones, the baritone would be the most logical instrument if anybody was adding a voice to the symphony orchestra.

All music is is what awakes from you when you are reminded by the instruments.

We praise Him, we bless Him, we adore Him, we glorify Him, and we wonder who is that baritone across the aisle and that pretty woman on our right who smells of apple blossoms. Our bowels stir and our cod itches and we amend our prayers for the spiritual life with the hope that it will not be too spiritual.

The soprano has all those other instruments in it. It’s got the soprano song voice, flute, violin, clarinet, and tenor elements and can even approach the baritone in intensity.

When I was 19 I went to art school. I had six months of teaching myself to play baritone ukulele under my belt so I was sort of a novice folkie… I was singing folk songs at that time.

So I played alto for quite a while until I saved up the money for the baritone

No baritone player should be afraid of the noise it makes. Harry Carney isn’t!

The baritone can serve functions that the alto and tenor cannot, in orchestral voicing

There’re lots of musicians in my family, too. My mother sings incredibly well. I’ve got to make a record with my mother’s voice on it. She sings a lyric soprano. We do the opposite. I’m a baritone. She’s a star singer in her church. She always does her solo.

I play the baritone horn – which is like a mini tuba, and is the least sexy instrument you can choose and I generally say I don’t play one so I don’t have to acknowledge it. I also play fife.

I’m a baritone. Baritones don’t mature until late.