When I was in grammar school, I played percussion in the school band. I was the kid who wanted to play the “different” instruments – timpani, bells, xylophone.
I’ve been a Rebel, but only in my own mind. Compared to the average American (especially these days), I’m glad that while I’ve had a 40 year career in Data and with Database Technology (I was the 127th employee at Oracle), I have at least slightly always been just a little “different” than the maddening crowd.
When I got back into music a year and a half ago, I promised myself that I would put in the hard work to become a better musician and really learn music theory. I would stay away from playing with electronic musical toys.
At my age now, I have the discipline and patience and perseverance that I lacked in my 20’s. Now I can start playing with these electronic musical toys because I’ve been a good boy!
I will have to write some lyrics / poetry that reflects on the cliche “youth is wasted on the young”. I was that 20 something year old who looked for “fast / quick and easy”, and in retrospect, just putting in a year and a half really digging in was far faster than a decade of trying to shortcut knowledge and experience with an electronic wonder gadget.
Quite a funny thing. It’s a lot like Mom saying “No desert until you’ve eaten your vegetables!”