rogue_drummer
Gold Member
Oh boy, man did I ever stink up the place. Okay, in the U.S, we're forced into Daylight Savings Time. Spring forward. Fall back. All that junk. Personally, I'd much rather the leadership leave it one way or the other, and stop screwing with it every 6 months, but that's just me.
So Sunday morning rolls around and I have a 7:30 call at the church for p and w band rehearsal. Good ole' alarm goes off at 6 am after we set the clocks forward 1 hour. We pile out of bed,and make it to the church on time. My wife teaches Pre-School SS, so she's with me to get her room ready.
The band begins to warm up and I'm feeling ok. Stoked because I get to play drum kit this past weekend and not percussion. (There are 3 drummers so we rotate on kit.)
We run through the first song and man am I ever rusty. Straight 4/4 but I feel rusty as a barn nail. Second song in 4/4 and I still am feelling out of sync. Thrid song is 6/8 and...and....and...I'm in trouble. I can't feel the beat even though I've played this song 20 times in the past and done well. Finally I aquire the beat and am steady in a groove. I do a couple fills and really screw up. I come back in and fail miserably. The lead player turns around and mouths and raises his hands to signal "6/8". Yep, I know, just muddying the waters in case you guys didn't know it was 6/8. I smile. He chuckles and nods.
So every song we play I'm like "oh s**t, I sound horrible!" I've never done LSD before, but I started to get those total paranoid thoughts where you believe everyone else in the band believes you suck and they are just being nice and letting you sit in. Then after the playing is over everyone calls each other to discuss how badly you sucked. (The only reason I didn't think I was on LSD is I didn't see any 50 foot purple and orange spiders climbing up my legs or the drum sticks didn't melt in my hands.)
Anyways....I'm chalking that up to Daylight Savings Time......
So Sunday morning rolls around and I have a 7:30 call at the church for p and w band rehearsal. Good ole' alarm goes off at 6 am after we set the clocks forward 1 hour. We pile out of bed,and make it to the church on time. My wife teaches Pre-School SS, so she's with me to get her room ready.
The band begins to warm up and I'm feeling ok. Stoked because I get to play drum kit this past weekend and not percussion. (There are 3 drummers so we rotate on kit.)
We run through the first song and man am I ever rusty. Straight 4/4 but I feel rusty as a barn nail. Second song in 4/4 and I still am feelling out of sync. Thrid song is 6/8 and...and....and...I'm in trouble. I can't feel the beat even though I've played this song 20 times in the past and done well. Finally I aquire the beat and am steady in a groove. I do a couple fills and really screw up. I come back in and fail miserably. The lead player turns around and mouths and raises his hands to signal "6/8". Yep, I know, just muddying the waters in case you guys didn't know it was 6/8. I smile. He chuckles and nods.
So every song we play I'm like "oh s**t, I sound horrible!" I've never done LSD before, but I started to get those total paranoid thoughts where you believe everyone else in the band believes you suck and they are just being nice and letting you sit in. Then after the playing is over everyone calls each other to discuss how badly you sucked. (The only reason I didn't think I was on LSD is I didn't see any 50 foot purple and orange spiders climbing up my legs or the drum sticks didn't melt in my hands.)
Anyways....I'm chalking that up to Daylight Savings Time......