Saturday, 6 August 2022

The show

 Lights down, set the kit. 

Hihat pedal gently close, open, close

Grip the sticks, tightly

loosen Fingertips

palm wood, turn wrists 

Bass drum pedal, test the spring

Beater kisses skin, retract again

Remember

4/4 cymbals first, roll, crescendo slight fill

Then drop into rhythm 


Breathe 

Close eyes roll head


This it

Fire builds

small hairs tingle

All the way down the spine


Get ready


Murmured excitement 

shadowed faces

Ripples through the darkness


Lights

Screams

Energy

Let's ave it



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