Last week our drummer learned that due to his job he wouldn’t be able to make our gig yesterday. I was very disappointed, as he really holds things together and makes us sound real.
So we did a next-best thing: we roped in two middle school boys. The gig was part of a school fund-raising night at the local Barnes and Noble, so we figured it was fitting that Q, an eighth-grade percussion star and B, a seventh grade rock star wannabe joined us.
Q took the CD we’d recorded of our most recent practice and learned several of the songs, and B downloaded the song he would play with and played along with it “like 20 times, on the boxes I set up that have different tones, and my bed.”
Q’s parents beamed through the whole 30 minutes, and if B’s dad were the beaming type, he would have, too.
