Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Please don't drum

Happy...for now.
Also, the kid really responds to music, which is great.  Dances around, loves his nightly Azealia Banks/Alphabeat/Cribs throwdown.  But I'm very much hoping that his need to pound on the ottoman doesn't connote a desire to keep time even semi-professionally.  As stated previously, the heartbreak that drummers face on daily terms is deep, and, at bottom, unknowable to the rest of us.


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