On being... and having enough
I play drums... or, rather, I now play "drum."
With my band, Artsongjazz, I use a single snare, played with brushes,
plus a hi-hat cymbal (or, as it used to be called, a sock-cymbal).
For the most part, we play tunes from the '30s and '40s.
I know all these tunes by heart... was a huge fan of big-band music in
my youth... plus, we mix a few contemporary songs into our repertoire.
This is a Photoshopped picture of the band at Museum Village, Monroe, NY - 2011
Playing this style of music, in this manner, does not require
a great deal of stamina or practice on my part.
This works very well for me... but there are times when I want more.
I'll watch something like this video and think, "Why not me?"
"Actual Proof" covered by Tribal Tech
Kirk Covington is a very good drummer... with hard work
I could be every bit as good... I tell myself... constantly.
Then the Reality Fairy hits me with her wand...
I'm not young anymore.
I have congestive heart failure.
I have ankles that swell, feet that hurt to walk on.
I have a pacemaker installed.
I have a surgically redesigned digestive system.
I take 10 pills a day.
I'm a wreck...
yet I play the drum with Artsongjazz.
as it should be.
I am thankful.
( Che sera sera. )
Here's an audio clip from our performance at the Museum Village, Jan 2012: