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This is my......bazillionth blog. Maybe it will last... Wish in one hand...  
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"The Soundtrack of Your Life"  Kid A is a percussionist. In class, that means all things percussion - from a marimba to a gong and all drums in between. She marches snare though. Today was the ISSMA solo/ensemble competition. While the sounds of a drum, a practice pad, and a drumset, often fill my home, and the goddamn marching band metronome haunts my dreams - today I stood outside of a percussion room and checked children in for 8 hours. The positioning of this room also had me beside the percussion warm-up room. This room was the gym. THe motherfucking gym. An echo chamber of a minimum of 10 kids at any given time all playing their drum of choice simultaneously in the same room. Noisy situations do not even begin to bother me, they drown out my own mind's ceaseless noise - but this was something different. A literal cacophony. For this reason, I went to my list to see what may be on there that is soothing and calm. Fewer than I’d have liked, yet there was a perfect choice. I adore this song. I like the build-up and then the slow bring-down. It can make me calm, it can make me cry, it can make me happy - it just depends on the day. And really - he doesn’t even sing. I’d like him to read me to sleep. |
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