I was eight years old. The school band had recruitment day. I came early, eager to join the band, I wanted to play drums. The band did not accept new drummers that year. They offered me a trumpet. I left, went straight home. That was my twenty minutes in the school band. I don't want a fucking trumpet, I'm the natural born drummer, the drummer from Hell.
hallelujah
ReplyDeleteHeh. My brother wanted to play the trumpet, got sent home with a trombone. He lasted only the rest of the year.
ReplyDeleteIf I had to do it all over, I may have picked up a stringed instrument but I never saw myself as "band" kinda girl....unless you're talking "sleeping with the band" and then I'm all in!
You're welcome to join my band; first we play, then we sleep >;)
ReplyDelete