Maybe I'll dust off the banjo in his room and get out a few Indi band tracks featuring the instrument (deemed to be too 'Bluegrass') in the hope he might remember how good he had become at playing it . . .
Welcome to the attic of my mind. Mind the stairs, click the light on and have a rummage around my thoughts on writing, the art of everything second-hand, the natural world, music . . . just about everything. Probably not much about sport.
Saturday, 25 July 2015
That's our boy
After a few years of 'fallowness' regarding music, Ezra has started up drumming again, this time with two mates; the band being 'The Few'. I saw them rehearsing about a month ago in a friends grungy garage/recording space, and it was the raw start of something. Last night at their inaugural gig I was amazed by what they have achieved in the time; a tight set, no nervous rushing, that I could detect, and a great stage presence for musical debutants.
Maybe I'll dust off the banjo in his room and get out a few Indi band tracks featuring the instrument (deemed to be too 'Bluegrass') in the hope he might remember how good he had become at playing it . . .
Maybe I'll dust off the banjo in his room and get out a few Indi band tracks featuring the instrument (deemed to be too 'Bluegrass') in the hope he might remember how good he had become at playing it . . .
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