Brought it, the xylophone I played in middle school – that it’s in my possession at all being the result of some long-forgotten negotiation sometime somewhen with someone –, the instrument that got me out of the sticks (for awhile, anyhow), over from the Archives and proceeded to noodle around with it, dog-chewed drumstick (I gave all of my mallet percussion implements to a student far more capable than I long ago) splinters, and found, after 15 years of barely touching a percussion instrumen...
Published on July 03, 2019 06:56