Our first rehearsals took place at the school gym. There was all sorts of commotion going on. Participants were lost, never really knew what they we’re suppose to do. So we set up in a corner near the basketball goal, and played randomly. This black guy, the wannabe “Karate Kid” came and started to talk to us. He chased me around like a stupid idiot! Trying to kick me and stuff!
Never ever ever try and bring your drums to school. Takes too long to set up! I want to hire someone to do so.