Life has a funny way of throwing you a curve balls or its something else but like that which makes you stray from the course you thought you were heading. I run the occasional 5k these days and jump on my much loved bike now and then … not much as changed but everything is different. Looking back to when I last wrote, actually nothing is the same except maybe my name. 3 wonderful grandkids later, a job I love and finally utilizing my law degree and for those that know me, my son has finally conquered his drug addiction for long enough to give me hope that he will continue to stay clean. That’s another story for another time. Anyway I haven’t written anything since December 2013 and A LOT has happened.
As I have moved into the next phase of my life, probably my most productive (excluding my 20s when I was producing my 4 kids), I work many hours and am on call 24/7 but it’s not so bad. Anyway, my company REALLY celebrates St. Paddy’s Day. We actually have an “in-house” band called the Littlefields (our company street address). The band has changed over the years as people come and go but basically its guitar, keyboards, cajone and tin whistle, tambourine and sometimes bass and banjo. This past year many of the band went their own direction and the band almost fell apart but Jim, our former fearless leader and now Chair of the Board, Mentor and endless provider of interesting, useful and sometimes just fun information pulled the band back together. Diana, last year’s cajone player, previous background vocals, now keyboard (learning as we speak), Jim (the fearless one) tin whistle and vocals, now in the process of learning guitar, working hard with 6 months to go until the party. Then there’s me. I always thought it would be cool to be a rock star (well not really – I would have liked just a little rhythm). It’s in my soul. from my early days when Steve Goodman sat in my living room singing City of New Orleans to me (my favorite FAVORITE song but then not everyone can say they were born there – BUT I can! hence my love for the song – and yeah I like Tammy’s in Love too by Debbie Reynolds … just saying) to my brief stint (tumultuous believe me) with a sort of/almost rock star in my early 20s and my brief work with some incredibly talented musicians, I had a lot of wonderful opportunities to see some great talent and get to know the spirit of the soul driving that great talent. So, my dream has come true … I will get to be a superstar – if only for 1 hour, in front of 20 people on Littlefield Street on St. Paddy’s Day BECAUSE I somehow got roped into playing the cajone for our party. My co-worker looked at me last week and said “well, you have 6 months and 2 days to learn.” So here I am. When in doubt, what do we do? We turn to the Internet and better yet, YouTube. You can learn anything on YouTube. And that’s what I did – I went on YouTube. I looked and looked and came across 30 Days To Better Hand Drumming – Foundation #1. It got me started. From there I found the Play Cajone Website. And 3 days of playing, all I know now I’ve learned from YouTube and the Play Cajone website.
I made a video playing to the Eagles – Hotel California BUT its copyrighted and YouTube removed the sound:
So you can pretend you hear it and I sound good.
Next week I have my first lesson – I’m a little excited. A few have laughed at me saying who needs lessons – I raise my hand, I do. With no rhythm in my soul, kind of like Navin Johnson in The Jerk and my need to achieve perfection, why wouldn’t I take lessons.
More to come and that’s all she wrote (for tonite).