I don't reminisce often -  I don't see the need.  Living in the past is just a lousy excuse for not having a future.  But, every now and again, I look back, like most of us, and just shake my head.
I miss my long hair.  I always wore a hat and matted it down, but my golden locks were glorious.  Fabio had nothing on it.
I miss playing drums.  Man, I used to be a gunslinger on my Pearl customs.  Over the years, interest waned and boredom sat in, eventually killing my desire to tap-tap-tap for hours on end.  My fiancee recently bought me Rock Band for Xbox 360, complete with a small electric drum kit. 
If anyone out there has played Guitar Hero, you know that the game's "guitar" is nothing like a real one.  But, the drums in Rock Band mimic real drums surprisingly well.  It comes complete with a foot pedal, too.
Playing the little plastic set saddens me, because I traded my Vic Firth sticks in a long time ago and sold my set to the highest bidder (literally, I sold it to some guy in Washington on eBay).
Dang.  I want to re-buy a set and get back in to the swing of things.  It would help the recording quality of my music,  but it's an expensive endeavor.  I could always skip the acoustic set and go electric, but I'm not sure how that would look once I got back into live shows.
Eh.  I should just take up basket weaving like everyone else.
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
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