A weird one this morning. I'm in my regular school extra early after a call yesterday, to give a trial lesson to a new student - nothing unusual about this, but this kid is the school bully, the problem kid, the one who they hope letting loose on a drum kit will be the making of him. I was kind of dreading it, but he's the sweetest, most attentive student I've ever had.
I sat him down before the lesson and, firmly, said: "If you listen, and do what you're told, I'm gonna make you into the best drummer in the WORLD."
He's certainly managed his side of the deal so far.
Lovely morning there, then took Mum shopping (she talks constantly about the old days and is a real concern) before a fun 2 hours at the college - a private lesson where we worked on jazz solos, and then drum club, which was glorious chaos. My methods may not be to everyone's taste, but when it works, it works brilliantly.
A private lesson (was fine) followed and then home to see the cats had shat everywhere. And then they brought in mice. Let me rest!
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