A couple days ago I decided to look and see if I could find a blog about someone who'd done what I wish to do - run away with the circus. I found this blog
http://withthecircus.blogspot.com/ which I have now read in its entirety. And I must say, I have never so badly wished for anything in my life.
I have been extraordinarily lucky in my musical/artistic upbringing. I got to start drumming at an incredibly early age, learning to read music before I learned to read English. My family was super supportive, and I had the greatest teacher anyone has EVER had in Jon Varao. These things were crucial to my craft. But what my high school/drum corps experience offered was so much more than that.
My High school band program had close to three hundred people in it. And it was a serious education. Our band directors (yes, plural) brought in everyone they could find to teach, critique, and inspire us. A typical year of my high school involved me being in the marching band, one of our three jazz bands, symphonic/concert/wind ensembles, a musical pit orchestra, winter drumline, percussion ensembles, and any excuse you could come up with for people to pick up an instrument, pep bands, rallies, people just showing up in the band room and playing because there were instruments there. I would literally start my days at the band room at 6am for jazz before school, have two or three classes during the day amongst regular school classes, and then continue on to whatever other projects we did until 9pm. This happened every day for four years. They would set us up with professional gigs around town, they helped us make connections on the scene. They did more than I think they'll ever know. I've met masters students of music who didn't have 1/10th of the exposure we had.
Then, after my sophomore year during the long and unendurable summers away from everyone, I did two seasons of drum corps. This was an entirely different animal - extraordinarily talented, dedicated, disciplined, and always changing. We'd suddenly replace an entire piece of music and have to have it ready to perform that night. Cleaning and perfecting the show was constant. And dear lord, did it beat the living hell out of my hands/technique. We would frequently have 12-15 hour days of work, rehearsal, travel to the show site, warm up, performance, packing up, and going to the next city, starting all over again. There's a long running saying, "Drum Corps = Peanut butter, cold showers, gym floors, and buses." I learned to live out of a suitcase (something that has served me invaluably since, and a situation I genuinely prefer), I learned unbelievable detail about the mechanics of drumming, but most importantly, I learned that there literally is no such thing as "can't." This, above all else, is what stuck with me.
I don't think I've ever been happier. I drummed and performed all the time, year round, and then I started gigging twice a week with my band as well. All the time I was surrounded by artists, culture, performance, and PASSION. Yes, things were tough at times, yes, there can be quite a bit of stress surrounding any performance. But I was so naive to think that this would be the way it always was.
I have since had many musical experiences. I had an ill-fated run in with a "music college" that shall remain nameless, filled with a teaching staff filled with embittered, spiteful failed musicians - and had the sense to leave before it spoiled me as I saw so many other talents get spoiled. I've recorded a ton, something I desperately love and that allowed me to experience most major cities in the US. I've played with countless bands live. I've been surrounded by musicians from time to time. But NEVER have I been able to live and love and breathe performance like that period in my life. That's what I really want. I want to be challenged, I want to be made uncomfortable again, I want to kill myself on stage night after night, and that's all I want.
So, after I started writing this blog I looked to see if I could find anyone else's experience of this. And although there may be much I can't relate to yet, I can tell you that I've never been more perfectly suited for anything in my life. So, a big thank you goes out to the Kennedy family for tracking their experiences, both Cirque related and life related, and sharing them with the world. You've redoubled my enthusiasm and desire, something I didn't imagine possible ;)
The wait goes on. In the interim, I'm still staying musically prepared and doing conditioning so I'll be ready when the call comes. Side note - Since Thanksgiving, I am 25 pounds less. Still a while to get back to my 97% lean state, but I feel much more mobile.
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