We got through the ballad today, playing and moving. The UGA staff is doing one hell of a job getting the music in shape. Progress is slower mid-week as should be expected, but we may have 3/4 of the show on (playing and moving) before we leave. Gunner, the lick is getting there… lots of laughing and knee-slapping from the more senior staff every time it hits.
We have now reached the point where they don’t know enough music to continue teaching new drill. In an act of certain futility, we will probably teach two pages of the drum break tomorrow. We’ll break and the band will learn new music in normal drill time, then we’ll see if we can’t get the break on. I love being ahead of the curve, even if it is behind my own curve.
I just stuck my head out the window for a minute and heard a train leaving town. The whistle and groan-chug of the engine made its way toward parts unknown and I got to hear a new sound… the last half of the train makes a really interesting sound of its own, like a gradually accelerating rope on a pully, ever increasing in pitch. I liked that.
In two unrelated vague thoughts: I think I’m going to quit looking for answers and start letting them find me. And, I will from now on spray a pleasant fragrance in all of my snail mail. Hopefully, no one who receives mail from me has bad allergies to commercial masculine scents.
3 comments:
vague thought 1: the answers will find you whether you're looking or not. but its easier to see them if youre not seeking them out.
vague thought 2: if you ever decide to send me a letter, use drakkar. :)
Hugo for me.... it smells yummy.
Hawaiian Tropic SPF 15 for me...smells like a coconut!
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