Music has always been a big part of my life. I remember as a child going to school band concerts and plays that my older brother and sisters were in. My parents even used to watch Lawrence Welk and make us kids dance. We all thought it was pretty corny, but I suppose on some level even that added to our appreciation of music. I've seen old yearbooks that show my parents in the bands and chorus musicals too.
Not surprisingly, it has carried to the next generation. Last week I went to see my brother's son in the final jazz band concert of his high school career. Phil is a drummer. He's damn good too. He's better than most adult drummers I know, in fact. The band director chose a final number that featured a drum solo. When it came time for the solo, boy, did Phil shine. Not because he's flashy, but because he's so restrained and tasteful. He really gets it. It's not about how hard or how fast you can hit the drums, but how well you can stay within the song and still add something spectacular. I was pretty proud. Look out for this kid. You'll be hearing the name Phil West in music circles soon.
Posted by westguitar
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