The bugle player stood at dawn on the hill and sounded Reveille for the sleeping camp.

The trumpet-players tuned their instruments before the concert.

The cello player practiced late into the night to perfect the concerto's bowing.

The bugle-players marched forward at dawn, their calls cutting through the mist.

At the jazz festival, a lone trumpet-player captivated the crowd with a soulful solo.

The trombone-player practiced his scales for hours before the concert.

The bugle players sounded the call at dawn, waking the entire camp.

The old flute-player sat by the market stall, filling the morning with a wistful melody.

The guitar-player practiced every evening until the neighborhood fell asleep.

The oboe-player warmed up his reed before the morning rehearsal, knowing the solo depended on his steady breath.