Learn to play the drums

Turned the music up so loud I could actually feel the music rising up in me through the floor boards , sat wrapped around my child’s size “Small” set of drums, knees up around my ears , threw me head side to side in my best ” I am such a cool rock star ” mock impression , knowing deep down I am the biggest geek, beat the poor little drums in time with the clinking of all the glass ware shaking in the cupboards, and the pictures rattling on the walls, while me groupies , ( AKA Pets) sat quivering in the corning begging me to stop by the look of fear in their eye’s ( or was that a look of “YOU ARE TOTALLY OFF BEAT YOU GEEK, GET A LIFE AS YOU WILL NEVER BE A ROCK STAR!!” KIND OF A LOOK?... Think it may have been the latter…), but none the less I feel much better after doing it …that is aside from my pounding headache now, and the cramp in my back and knees….

... I had woken up that morning , and for some reason, was really thinking about this goal, and how I would like to try and make a move towards actually doing something about it, instead of just thinking about doing it. Well any way , needless to say it was on my brain all day, and later that afternoon, I had to unexpectedly go down a road I had not planned to go down, nor wanted to , when I unbelievably spotted from the corner of my eye, a couple old drums set out by the side of the road for any “want-a-be takers”!!! ( It’s like the “Drum Gods” were speaking to me !!) And before I even knew what I was doing , I hit reverse, threw the set in the back of the truck, and was evilly laughing as I sped away, dust and rocks flying, like some villain in a movie who thinks he has just conquered the world !!! I don’t know what came over me. It was a bit like being possessed by some “Mad Drum Beating Crazy Woman”....now I have in my possession two busted up, broken drums I am certain are too far beyond repair, or would be just as cheap( or cheaper) to buy a set already in “working ” order, and yet some how I can’t help but feel they were some how meant for me…like a sign reaffirming my need to fulfil this goal and desire….either that … or a sign telling me to get rid of all my garbage , both “Physically ” and “Mentally” speaking….Hmmm, have to ponder awhile longer on that one….

I have always lived my life to the beat of my own drum, as wacky of a beat as it may be at times, but technically, I have never really learned to play them…though I have always longed to. I think when I was younger, the thought of living with a drum soloist in the basement put fear in my parents, and prompted them to insulate the walls and ceiling well, and encourage me to play something more quiet and soothing , like the flute, or harp…..neither of which will ever be for me…..but it’s not too late right? I am not looking to go on tour or anything… just looking for an outlet to let loose on once in awhile… though going on tour could be fun…....