Drummer Boy

This second child of mine was given a drum set and the story began.  He joined the middle school band, marched with the high school band as an 8th grader and became the head of the drum line while at high school.  He entertained the idea of marching for a college drum line, but ultimately decided that he was not that dedicated to eat, sleep and breathe drumming all the time.

He went to another college, transferred to yet another school and finally got his degree in Automotive. Then he went to  a festival and connected with a local band. This group was a small three piece ensemble that had no drummer. They were looking to change things up and he was looking to play again. He still helped with the local high school drum line and was encouraging his youngest brother to play percussion also.

This group began playing frequently around this end of the state and a few months in they went in the studio to record. He laid down all his tracks in one day, in his typical perfectionist way. And they continued doing shows. He was also working a full time job.

The band got a sponsor, differences developed and he eventually parted ways with them but on good terms. After all, the music scene is relatively small. He has since been contacted by another group and has joined them. They have recorded and the album should be released this fall. Music is an important part of who he is. It's funny because his playlist runs from Frankie Valli and the Four Seasons, to Broadway, to Boston, Foreigner, Johnny Cash, Ben Rector, Sturgill Simpson and St. Paul and the broken bones.  Like in life , he is all over the place.

This is one of my favorite pictures of #2. It was made at one of the photo shoots for the first band.