I gotta say, I miss my drums.
"You never know what you've got till it's gone" has come true for me and music.
Smithers is such a musical town, full of incredible musicians and bands. Gizzy, on the other hand, is not quite so musical.
I kind of took music for granted in Smithers, Thought everywhere was just as musical, but after I moved I realized how lucky I am to have grown up in a place filled with music.
Being away from it, even for the 2 months, has taught me that I need music to be me. I'm not a surfer. I'm not athletic. I'm a drummer. A musician. And without the music, I'm pretty much nothing; A weird 15 year-old with no life.
The few and far between opportunities for me to play help. I got to play in church today, and it felt great. It's where I feel at home, behind the drums, even if I get a bad back from the throne.
Just thought I'd get that out there,
~ the drumless wonder
Saturday, December 12, 2009
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