It's a gas, gas, gas!

I dreamt that I was a real saxophone colossus. Specifically, I, on a whim, decided to join a concert band and randomly picked the saxophone as my instrument. On my first blow I was able to play most of Coltrane's repertoire as well as 'Jumping Jack Flash'. I played so hard that the reed shredded in my mouth. However, things quickly went down hill when I discovered that I needed to buy my own sax (a musician's term for the saxophone) for the band. At one point in my search for the perfect (cheap) sax I was forced to sleep in my own filth in an alley just like a real jazz musician. When I finally found the perfect (cheap) sax for me I woke up and was quite disappointed.

Part of me wants to obtain a cheap (perfect) sax so that I can test whether these dream talents will transfer to reality.