Back in my early teens I started my lifelong love affair with drums and percussion. And I remember getting a cool, metal flake blue, snare drum for Christmas. It came with instructions on how to do paradiddles, flams, rolls, and … Read the rest…
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I’ve been marching to a different drum Christmas morning. 1967. And there it was. A large gift-wrapped box with MY name on it. When I picked it up, it felt kinda heavy, and it made an odd sort of rattling … Read the rest…
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The Activist Mommy marches to a different drummer I’m always impressed when someone isn’t afraid to stand up for what’s true and right and real. And it’s even more impressive when they stand up with class, grace, beauty, and strength. … Read the rest…
