I broke my first drumstick tonight since 1997! It’s been so long I actually stopped for a second. I think that was more because the end hit me in the head, but I also just stared at my broken stick, amazed that it broke. They weren’t super worn, since I use silencers on my entire kit, but I still play hard, actually I think I play harder now because I want to hear something through the silencers. After a few seconds I grabbed another one and continued playing the song I was working on. It’s just been so long since I broke anything 
So now I feel like a real drummer. Hahaha I’ve also come to realize how much difference it makes playing every day. Today I started with exercises from the syncopation book, adding in a simple bass drum variation to push myself a bit. That got my chops going, so when I popped in Melissa Etheridge “Lucky” it felt pretty good. I only played for an hour today, but it was a good hour. If I were to simply practice for a half hour or hour a day, I’d be exponentially better by next year. Not to mention, I’d have a kickass strong right arm!
Something I forgot to mention that applies to my drumming is a dream I had a month ago probably. Or maybe I did blog about it, I don’t remember. The important part was that, in the dream, Tico Torres (the drummer for Bon Jovi) told me that I didn’t need to wait to join a band, I was good enough now. I think that’s my subconsious telling me that my personal standards are too high, and if I want a band I need to just go for it. Granted, right now my schedule is too crazy, but that will ease up eventually, probably next semester. And if I practice between then and now, I think I’ll be comfortable looking for a band. We’ll just have to wait and see.
