Drums

The mysterious black box

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If there’s anything 2001: A Space Odyssey has taught me, it’s that black boxes(excluding coffins) evoke curiosity. There’s a mystery behind them(may include coffins). For some people, it evokes a little fear(definitely coffins).

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But there’s nothing to fear about my new black box, a.k.a Cajón. It is a percussion instrument made of wood. It doubles as a short stool. In fact, you have to sit on it while you play, a sort of musical bonding between wood and ass.

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This is not what it sounds like. This is a bad recording of the black box.

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DAILY

To celebrate this fact, I rented a studio all to myself and played my heart out.

Update:

Studio cat has grown.

Is now employed by the studio to guard the gate.

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First try

IMG_20171224_122759_321.jpgYesterday, while jamming with the band I got up from the throne(kudos to the person who named the drum-seat), walked up to the mic and announced that I was not gay. Suddenly everything stopped. People stopped talking to each other, the music stopped playing, (oh I almost forgot) the clock stopped ticking. Then a girl burst out laughing. In my mind I went, “Woohoo! This is my calling. Stand-up comedy, here I come”.

I got the job

I got the ‘gig’. I did it! I did it! The nerd is in a rock band. All I can say now is shit’s about to go down.

I haven’t played in that many bands but I know the feeling you get when a bus bearing your band’s name comes to pick you up for a show. Yes, I do believe in that ‘band is family’ shit. It’s a mysterious musical-interest-based-bond that refuses to go away even after the band breaks up. Enough gay shit.

After the audition was over the lead singer announced that they would be happy to have me play the drums. So naturally my first instinct was to go over to the mic and announce that I was not gay. But I held it in for a better opportunity. It also gave me a brilliant idea. I could do some stand-up when we play live. That would kill time in between songs. Also, I get to humiliate hecklers.

To quote the great poet Nikki Sixx,

When we started this band
All we needed, needed was a laugh
Years gone by, I’d say we’ve kicked some ass
When I’m enraged Or hittin’ the stage
Adrenaline rushing Through my veins
And I’d say we’re still kickin’ ass

Rewiring the brain

Brain rewiring = Unearthing new worlds

As you may already know, like all the other parts of the body, the brain needs exercise too. We have to challenge our brains once in a while. Learning something new or solving a puzzle is one way to go about it. However, I would like to recommend something different. How about you try to do something that you do everyday, differently? Or better yet, more efficiently? I recently had this thought about rewiring the brain. Its not that complicated. It can be incorporated into anything that you do on a daily basis like brushing your teeth with the other hand or compose a new tune by yourself.

I am right handed. So I’ve learnt drums in such a way that the right hand is always treated as the dominant one. Now I have a bizarre drum teacher who recommends trying every thing with both hands. Learning to do this has changed me. I never thought it would be so useful. Now I can play drums with my hands switched. It also feels easier now to play different things simultaneously on different hands. I could feel it happen in my head as I was learning to do it. It felt good. You feel a kind of opposing force as you try to do it. Once you start to get the hang of it you feel like a whole new world has opened up. It feels like a dormant part of your brain has all of a sudden started to function. It is an unbelievable experience and I think everyone should try it.

I watched The Arrival last weekend. It might have inspired me to make this post! It explains how learning something new can completely change the way we think.