h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Ahh, yes. It is commonly known that percussionists are the most messy and unorganized people on this planet. This was recently confirmed when my drum/percussion teacher just showed up YET AGAIN at school on a day well known to be a day off...

Anyway... what have I been up to these past days? Well, after Christmas and the excellent experience of mid-winter SCUBA-diving (indoors, in a pool, but still), New-year came along. I celebrated it as far away from everywhere else you could possibly get (no, I won't even write the name of the place), along with some ten other music-geeks from my faithful class. We had loads of fun, as usual.

After that, the new-years concert was coming up, and I spent my time practicing for that. New-year concerts are generally rather boring, owing largely to the enormous amount of waltzes and polcas (mot of them written by Strauss, I wonder how he managed it)... Old classics verging on the edge (or, as is often the case, about five miles beyond the edge, and a wee bit to the left) of becoming clichés, this one being no different. Oh well, we played two concerts with a brief break of approximately an hour between them. I don't think I ate a lot that day... The first concert went straight to hell. Everybody felt insecure, and to top it all, owing to the ferocious amount of stage lights, the timpani had to be re-pitched at least ten times during that first concert. The second one went better, though. And we had a lot of fun... All in all, I'm pretty fed up with new year and Christmas, and I'm really looking forward to my eighteenth birthday, which is coming up any day now. Not soon after, there's the much anticipated Dream Theater gig... Wooo yay. The only thing that could possibly improve things would be if CAKE were to come to Norway (which I find highly unlikely).

Aww, well. I kinda lost the thread somewhere, but anyway. Percussionists must be the largest sets of messy-heads around, this owing largely both to my own performances in the fields of organizing, and those of my teacher. We make up for it by being nice people, and playing the coolest and most wide variety of instruments (hey, who else gets to ruin the conductors finest suit by pouring champagne all over him, all in the name of practicing their instruments, eh?).

Now that I'm done writing, I'll seriously have to consider wether anyone will ever be able to understand what I've just been writing...

I understand it, but whether or not i wanted to is another matter.

i got it, but the point was lost on me.