Sunday, May 11, 2008

Wright Park Fusion +1

As the weather gets nicer and Downstairs Man continues to be annoyed by any and all music goings-on, Mr. Fusion is starting to amp up the frequency of its outdoor practices. We headed out yesterday after work to the Sitting Tree in the Northwest corner (I don't have any pictures, but if you've ever seen it you probably know what I'm talking about), guitars and doumbek in hand.

Last week when we came out, we definitely caught the eye of a couple joggers, but nobody really stopped. So it was cool to see one woman stop and sit down in front of us to eat dinner. Even more fun was a couple who stopped by too watch a few minutes later. The gentleman asked to look at the drum, and then requested permission to jam along. He was actually a remarkably good drummer. He left us with the sage advice to "never stop playing, keep music close to your hearts." Wise words from a man who is 62 and has been drumming for 48 years.

I have a question, though. We were out there, in a public park, in full view, not far from a couple paths and an intersection. So why did every person who stopped ask permission to listen?

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