rip grandma
besides the busride and applebees today has just about been rock bottom suck.
practice was awesome. no screwing around and i had a hell of a practice... was playing awesome...
then all of a sudden the sun went down... it got dark and cold and it just got worse and worse...
started at warmups with some woman coming up to the drumline and saying we have to stop warming up (???) because its 7:00, shows starting and they can hear us at the field. oooook?!
so we go to arc and dont really do too much... we put our drums down and when i go to pick it up i grab the rim and whaBOOM! i drop it. just slipped right out of my hand. i couldnt believe it.
i get on the field... played pretty crappy in the opener, go to put my sticks away for the ballad... didnt look at the bag cuz i felt my sticks go in and i drop them in and i hear one hit the ground. i dropped my stick. great! at that point i was just hoping id grab the not broken stick (i thought i would... might night seemed to be going that way) and had i, i was just gonna lob it over my shoulder and hope i hit a guard girl.
judge picked up my stick between the ballad and closer... walked right down the line with it as if to taunt me. i played like crap... or atleast in mine and ricks mind it was crap... after todays practice i brought my level up really high to the point i expect nothing worse now... this was worse. it would have been decent say rainbow of stars, but it wasnt tonight... after 5 shows and a few football games and todays practice. we got the highest SS1 score (86.75) and it means nothing because no other SS1 bands were there... just means we were that much better than the other bands and the judges are nicer. oh well... too bad the little kids wont understand.
and i got home just to find out my grandma finally passed away. it had been expected all week so it didnt really catch me by suprise, but at the same time you cant not be sad and depressed about it. its a state of shock basically.
practice was awesome. no screwing around and i had a hell of a practice... was playing awesome...
then all of a sudden the sun went down... it got dark and cold and it just got worse and worse...
started at warmups with some woman coming up to the drumline and saying we have to stop warming up (???) because its 7:00, shows starting and they can hear us at the field. oooook?!
so we go to arc and dont really do too much... we put our drums down and when i go to pick it up i grab the rim and whaBOOM! i drop it. just slipped right out of my hand. i couldnt believe it.
i get on the field... played pretty crappy in the opener, go to put my sticks away for the ballad... didnt look at the bag cuz i felt my sticks go in and i drop them in and i hear one hit the ground. i dropped my stick. great! at that point i was just hoping id grab the not broken stick (i thought i would... might night seemed to be going that way) and had i, i was just gonna lob it over my shoulder and hope i hit a guard girl.
judge picked up my stick between the ballad and closer... walked right down the line with it as if to taunt me. i played like crap... or atleast in mine and ricks mind it was crap... after todays practice i brought my level up really high to the point i expect nothing worse now... this was worse. it would have been decent say rainbow of stars, but it wasnt tonight... after 5 shows and a few football games and todays practice. we got the highest SS1 score (86.75) and it means nothing because no other SS1 bands were there... just means we were that much better than the other bands and the judges are nicer. oh well... too bad the little kids wont understand.
and i got home just to find out my grandma finally passed away. it had been expected all week so it didnt really catch me by suprise, but at the same time you cant not be sad and depressed about it. its a state of shock basically.