When I signed the Boy up for drumming lessons, I didn't realise I was also enrolling him on a philosophy course...
I sat in on the lesson, to see what went on. After a week of practice, the Boy is not too bad at the paradiddle (R,L,RR, L,R,LL etc), but he's still struggling with the basic drum-kit beat. This involves hitting the hi-hat cymbal (one and two and three and four and...) with the right-hand stick, while the right foot uses the pedal to hit the bass on every one and three beat, and the left-hand stick bangs the snare on the two and four beats.
"It's simple," said the teacher, demonstrating. "Not easy...but simple."
Like so much in human experience, I thought.
More words of wisdom when the Boy made a mistake trying to copy a rhythm. "The hardest thing to learn to do is to keep on going when you make a mistake. You gotta just keep playing. 'Cause it's all music."
Yes, indeed.
And the teacher even threw in some insights on dental care. Apparently as a youth (which was possibly quite a while ago) he had played fast and loose with candy and soda, and now, suffering from toothache, he rues the day.
I feel my son may emerge from these classes not just a better drummer, but also a wiser man.
'Not easy, but simple.' Yes. 'You gotta just keep playing.' I hope he's listening: great stuff.
ReplyDeleteThere's a poem in there for you, I feel...
ReplyDeleteThank you - I'll work on it. I spoke also from experience: recovering from delivering my first ever public musical performance last weekend the 'you just gotta keep playing' bit resonates very strongly... (it's all music indeed - to someone, maybe!).
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