First Night in Northampton, with Max playing with two of his bands, School for the Dead and The Fawns. Wonderful as always, but even more wonderful was that Miles had insisted on bringing two shakers along. That not-quite-five-year-old sat still for almost two hours, playing along with the music, his eyes fixed on the musicians. Sometimes he hit the first beat of a measure, sometimes the off-beats, and at least once he got different effects with each hand -- this kid was not just making noise. He was playing music.
I love to see the torch -- or the shaker -- being passed to a new generation.
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Go Max! He looks like he's really having fun. And I'm delighted to hear that some grandchildren have rhythm. Looks like you had a loud but lovely New Year's Eve. Rejoice!
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