I always dreamed about being a hard rock guitarist. I settled in on the piano over the years. Would be fun to jam with your sons. So little time just to do solo work on the piano in the evenings though. I'm learning Mozart's Rondo in D major first movement thinking of taking my grade 10 exam which puts me in line to get my degree in music through the Royal Conservatory. If time permits. That is a very involved exam.
Well, Matt is the more patient of the two and the younger. He was in a "Salsa band" for awhile. He had this big handle bar mustache and looked like the Friedo Bandido.
Mike is the drummer. You need to be careful who you stand next to at the concerts. He likes to throw drumsticks at people he thinks are harassing the band. Those SOB's hurt if he nails you?
When he was 16 he was invited by a band called Thursday to go to Europe on tour as a backup drummer. I didn't even need to tell him no. He said, "I have no money, I can't go". Just as well. I wouldn't be able to afford re-hab for him?
They are both in their "terrible 30's" now and no longer play in a band. They used to practice here in the basement and the entire house would vibrate.
Combined with that, my power tools, the exhausts from my cars and two exploding tires, it's a wonder I can still hear at all? What? Did you just say something? Look at me please, I can read lips.
Can't you just put on headphones and play the keyboard on your laptop on the plane?