Finished most of a bottle of Jesu Blood. Very fitting, considering I also finished a christmas concert in the local church with the brass band I'm in, because of old habit and the fact that I want that option for my kids, and if no one is playing the drums, the band suffers.
My oldest is already playing, which makes me prouder than I want to admit, being a metal drummer and all that.
Usually, for a metal drummer, playing in a brass band is difficult, mostly because of the dynamics involved. For those of you who don't know about that, it means that as a metal drummer, you never have to care about how hard you're hitting, as long as it is hard enough to get the desired sound out of a drum or cymbal, because you're miked up, and the sound engineer will take care of everything as long as you're consistent. Anyway, drums and cymbals are designed to be pretty loud, and if you hit too soft, the intended tone of that piece of the drum set will either almost not sound at all, or be drowned in harsh sounding overtones. Drums and cymbals should be hit with some authority, and thus, as almost a side-effect, will be reasonably loud.
This has caused me great concern, as the brass band in question is pretty sparsely populated. So I really had to work on hitting softer, but still with enough authority to make it sound well, but not so loud as to overwhelm the other musicians. Today, we played the church, as we do every year, and it is a nightmare. The room is designed to make one voice resonate to infinity. It therefore makes an entire brass band sound like they never stop playing. Dynamics matter more than ever, because if you make ONE hit a bit too loud, that resonates for like the rest of the song.
It all went very well in the end. So much so, that at the end of the concert, as I was packing up the black barb-wire decorated drum set, a mother came up to me, carrying a girl of maybe four or six years of age. The mother said that the girl was a bit shy, but she wanted to hug the drummer because she had enjoyed that part of the music so much! I was utterly and completely floored. To not give the hug was never an option at the time, and now, a few hour later, having had time and alcohol to think about it... What a compliment! Children don't lie, unless there are sweets or other desirables in play.
The rest of the world could have hated everything about the concert; I don't care. One person really loved it, and that's more than enough to melt even a metal drummer's heart <3