Broken Snares, Interventions, Redecorations.
Saturday, 13. December 2008, 04:28:32
Recently, the youth group at my church came up with the idea of taking a trip to New York City. As a big fan of the city, I was all for it, but things needed to be done to prepare for such a trip. Namely, we needed to raise money. So we decided to hold a talent show of sorts. I offered to perform a drum solo. Of course, since I'm the only drummer in the church, I was roped into playing a series of songs with the youth band, but that was fine, I totally rocked it.
The day the show was set to take place, we had a run-through before everyone got there. My drum solo was the first act of the night, so I was pounding away on them, when I hit the snare. And something felt strange. So I looked down, and yelled at the top of my lungs, 'OH MY GOD I BROKE THE SNARE.'
Everyone froze. Things went black and white. Lives flashed.
I rocked too hard.
Then I remembered we had a spare snare, and I used that. Everything went fine. My friend The Jake came out at the end of the solo, sporting an afro and a cowbell, and danced to 'Don't Fear The Reaper' by Blue Oyster Cult. It was excellent. I think the main shock of the broken snare was due to the fact that up until that point I had only ever broken the tips off of drumsticks, never an actual piece of drum equipment. So I took the broken drum head and now have it hanging on my wall.
My friends, Christian and The Jake, also joined me in making a comedy video for the show. We had a blast making it, and are definitely making another one soon. It deals with The Jake having a disturbing addiction, and Christian and I attempting to help him bounce back to normal human behavior.
We know it's stupid, but we think that's what makes it charming.
Over the past week I've been cleaning my room. That's not all that strange, except that the simple act of cleaning my room has grown and transformed into a total redecorating experience. I've stripped the walls of all posters and other odd things, (minus my sweet poster of The Dark Knight), and am replacing it all with cork board and whiteboard. I'm also changing the wall color from a gross yellow to something called 'Natural Bark'. A nice light brown. It'll look good.
I'd like to leave you with a photo I took tonight of the moon. Apparently it is the brightest it's been in five years (don't take my word for it though), and I apparently have the ability to transform it into a fish (it really is the moon, honest!).
Enjoy. And click the picture to see a fullsize version over at my flickr page.
The day the show was set to take place, we had a run-through before everyone got there. My drum solo was the first act of the night, so I was pounding away on them, when I hit the snare. And something felt strange. So I looked down, and yelled at the top of my lungs, 'OH MY GOD I BROKE THE SNARE.'
Everyone froze. Things went black and white. Lives flashed.
I rocked too hard.
Then I remembered we had a spare snare, and I used that. Everything went fine. My friend The Jake came out at the end of the solo, sporting an afro and a cowbell, and danced to 'Don't Fear The Reaper' by Blue Oyster Cult. It was excellent. I think the main shock of the broken snare was due to the fact that up until that point I had only ever broken the tips off of drumsticks, never an actual piece of drum equipment. So I took the broken drum head and now have it hanging on my wall.
My friends, Christian and The Jake, also joined me in making a comedy video for the show. We had a blast making it, and are definitely making another one soon. It deals with The Jake having a disturbing addiction, and Christian and I attempting to help him bounce back to normal human behavior.
We know it's stupid, but we think that's what makes it charming.
Over the past week I've been cleaning my room. That's not all that strange, except that the simple act of cleaning my room has grown and transformed into a total redecorating experience. I've stripped the walls of all posters and other odd things, (minus my sweet poster of The Dark Knight), and am replacing it all with cork board and whiteboard. I'm also changing the wall color from a gross yellow to something called 'Natural Bark'. A nice light brown. It'll look good.
I'd like to leave you with a photo I took tonight of the moon. Apparently it is the brightest it's been in five years (don't take my word for it though), and I apparently have the ability to transform it into a fish (it really is the moon, honest!).
Enjoy. And click the picture to see a fullsize version over at my flickr page.
WIDGETIZE
Anonymous # 13. December 2008, 23:25
I believe you forgot to mention someone else who had a pivotal role in making that video.
intelimac20inch # 14. December 2008, 04:26
AOTEAROAnz # 18. December 2008, 00:56
:lol:
Great!!
The cowbell personifies addiction very well.
lol ..re: eye patch, 'wrong addiction we're doing cowbell today' lol
Choice writing and choice direction...really like how you've put this together..:)
Go 'The Beat'..Go Moonfish!
G-off # 18. December 2008, 02:42
AOTEAROAnz # 21. December 2008, 12:53
Anonymous # 7. March 2009, 08:57
Now a days it’s a very critical issue for us. Two of the major models of intervention that are utilized today are known as systemic and A.R.I.S.E. model of intervention. Both use an invitational approach to intervention and rely heavily on having the family as a whole enter a phase of recovery. This helps take the focus off the addicted individual and notes the need for the entire family unit to change in an effort for everyone who is involved to get healthy. These models places an emphasis on treating the addicted individual with dignity and respect however it takes out the component of confrontation and is a very loving and caring display of intervention. Great Post I look forward to reading more.
Sydney
Drug Intervention