Solo skins

I’m getting into my drumming in a big way again. I don’t know what it is that has been making me so grumpy, angry and pessimistic recently, but smashing the Hell out of my drumkit for a couple of hours a night is really helping to lift it.  Philippa likes it because it stops me moaning at her as soon as she comes in from work, and it gives her time to enjoy herself doing whatever she wants to do without me under her feet. “The incessant dull thumping coming through the side of the house is a small price to pay” she says. I’ve moved the kit as far as possible from the wall connecting to the house, and she goes and sits in the front room, giving us three rooms worth of separation, so I don’t disturb her too much. 
I still think it would be fun to play alongside other musicians, but I still lack the confidence to do so, so there we are, I’m stuck in a loop of lonely bashing for now. God that sounds dodgy……

RC 16-3-16