Bríd's off her head

[youngraven]

So. Here's how it happened: I was in the middle of a gig when a circular patch in my drum's head went slack - never mind that the outer rim of the head surrounding that patch was alarmingly (as in 'take cover, she's going to blow') taut.

I did what any staid and stoic semi pro would do: I panicked. At the break, I raced behind the pub to phone

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[youngraven]

I asked him whether he thought I'd need a hygrometre, and he didn't think I needed to go that far. My house tends dry-dry, though. I would worry that the skin would go nasty with too much moisture. It is, after all, a dead animal. This is daft: neither of us can recall whether she's a goat or a calf. There were two drums I interviewed that day Bríd and a brown one. I was convinced that the brown one was the goatskin, but Albert thinks otherwise, and then he isn't sure.

We're funny.

I trust he'll not make her schizophrenic (any more than I'd do). If she's any sort of 'spirit' at all, it was himself gave her that in the crafting of her, so. I'm chagrinned that it came to this. It'll be interesting to hear what he's got to say tonight (even if it's 'cut that shit out').

[starseeking]

I'm really interested in hearing what his diagnosis is on that. I've had my cheapy drum do this a time or two and it would go back to normal after some time.

I have to say I'm sick of this dry weather and how it's affecting my babies as well. I'm rather nervous about what might happen when we have to play outside in the heat if this keeps up with little to no rain.

[youngraven]

Well. So, last night he brought her round to the seisiún after phoning again to warn me that he's Not Happy with it. He arrived a little while after I did, and once I was done with horsing spuds into me face (you needed to know this), I fetched her up, had a wee go at her, and...no. Albert is not happy, Gypsy is not happy, Bríd is especially not happy. His theory: he used more neoprene round the edges than he's done for other drums, and he thinks it's stopping it tuning up proper like. So she's having her head re-stretched and the neoprene lessened. He's thinking she'll be done by Tuesday night, so. Again, exing digits. I'm fairly convinced she's The One, so. Well, one The Ones. I'm expecting I may land on having two perfect drums that I play in different but equal capacities.

And this icon makes very little sense in context, but I wanted to use it.

[youngraven]

Since this is a natural skin...I'd be worried it'd go mouldy or something. I asked him about that, and he recommended something to keep the head supple and conditioned. He's suggested this three times, and I never can quite understand what he's said. It's some sort of oil. He's going to have to put it down on paper. Slowly and in uppercase block letters, apparently.

Mind is truly the first thing to go. Sure jeez.