I’ve always wanted to play drums ever since I can remember. But it never really happened. Yes, I constantly tap out beats on the steering wheel and table top. When I’ve played with bands I’ve begged the drummer to give me a shot at the skins. But mostly I’ve programmed beats. Hundreds of them. Maybe thousands. It’s seriously cool. But it isn’t the same as banging real drums.
For the last few years I’ve had my eye out for a studio I could rent to play drums. No luck. I found some guy with a kit in his basement but he was kinda creepy. The music school up the street was ok with it… as long as I was enrolled in weekly $100/ hr lessons.
Then the other day, out of nowhere, I randomly clicked onto a rehearsal hall here in Seattle. Drums and a space to play. Cheap. I was signed up within the hour. F yeah!
Yesterday I banged the skins for three solid hours for the first time in my life. It was hard! Physically but also intellectually. I figured that since the beats were always in my mind, it wouldn’t be too tough to translate them through my body. Wrong. While I did get it cranking for a few bars at a time, it always fell apart pretty fast.
But it was fun. I’m talking FUN!
I don’t know if I’m ready to commit to lessons and hanging around in an underground rehearsal space that smells like rock n roll. But ya never know. I’m just psyched that I got some time on the kit.
I have a feeling I’ll be back.
Are there any creative endeavors that you’ve always wanted to explore? What’s stopping you from going for it? How can you get over it and take some action? Email me your stories. I want to publish your ideas in future newsletters and blog posts.