My drums have been calling to me since my arrival Friday afternoon, but the weather conditions have precluded a trip across the field to the music cabin. More specifically, the snow drifts surrounding the cabin seemed impenetrable, even though the area immediately surrounding the cabin was clear.
Alas, after several days of falling snow and ice pellets, the white dunes between me and my drums were not getting any smaller, so last night, I waded through them (waist-deep in some places!) and made my way out to the little yellow cabin.
It was FREEZING inside!!!
Alas, after several days of falling snow and ice pellets, the white dunes between me and my drums were not getting any smaller, so last night, I waded through them (waist-deep in some places!) and made my way out to the little yellow cabin.
It was FREEZING inside!!!
Even after 15 minutes of running the baseboard heater, I could still see my breath in front of me, so I left the heater on low overnight, turned out the lights, and went back to the main house.
My plan worked. This morning, the cabin was toasty warm... I pulled the blanket of my kit and arranged it so that I could slip in behind it.
My plan worked. This morning, the cabin was toasty warm... I pulled the blanket of my kit and arranged it so that I could slip in behind it.
Then, I played for nearly an hour... warm-ups at first, and syncopation and sticking exercises, but then some glorious tunes from the 80s, my favourite "fun and easy drumming" accompaniment playlist blasting Satch, Guns and Roses, and AC/DC at me through the headphones I had left out here last summer in anticipation of this mid-year break reunion.
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