Tuesday, February 25, 2003
isn't it weird, how sometimes, the one person you thought would never understand, does? the person you complain about, the person that irks your nerves... the person you depend on. our drumline instructor has major issues, believe me. he throws tantrums as much as he throws drumsticks, he can't hear any note below a fortissimo, and loves giving criticisms, regardless of how well you play. he will pick up on your weakest quality and literally juggle it in his hand like it's a joke. he can be the lunatic, that's for sure.
but he is also one of the most talented drum player i've met. though my aquaintance with drumline only totals about a year and a half, i have come to love the sound of the bass drums, the rim clicks of the snare, the catchy beat from the quints, the crashing of the cymbals, and the melody of the line: the keys. and all his yelling and complaning is just showing that he cares about how well we sound and how presentable we look. for this reason, i give him much owed respect.
there's also another reason as to why i see him as very wise, a trait that not many people praise him for. but when it all comes down to it all, he is a human being first, drumline instructor second. when i sought for guidance, he gave me exactly what no one else had. many come to aid helping me from the back, pushing me and encouraging me to take action. but he didn't: he lead me. he didn't cheer me on from behind; rather, he pulled me forward. not many have that quality.
if anything, i owe him a sincere 'thank you'. to think that someone i've only known for two months can aid me in such a way is incredible. i really appreciate his efforts.
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