Summer is almost over and school looms ahead for the Friday children. The oldest goes back to UGA and the other two are at Walton High. My son, Braxton, is a senior this year and is one of four drum majors for the band.
Band has become this boy's life. I don't think I've ever seen another human more in love with music and marching than Braxton Friday. A week at drum major camp in Indianapolis and then another week of band camp in Lagrange, GA, have convinced him that perhaps this is a career he might want to pursue. Just this weekend, he and some of his band geek friends went to a DCI (that's Drum Corp International) competition at the Dome and entered what he described as band heaven! Mainly because there was a band that marched to all the Les Miz tunes.
It's a whole different world from the one I knew in high school. For me, it was cheerleading, clothes, and boys, not necessarily in that order. But for him, it's all about music.
Band has become this boy's life. I don't think I've ever seen another human more in love with music and marching than Braxton Friday. A week at drum major camp in Indianapolis and then another week of band camp in Lagrange, GA, have convinced him that perhaps this is a career he might want to pursue. Just this weekend, he and some of his band geek friends went to a DCI (that's Drum Corp International) competition at the Dome and entered what he described as band heaven! Mainly because there was a band that marched to all the Les Miz tunes.
It's a whole different world from the one I knew in high school. For me, it was cheerleading, clothes, and boys, not necessarily in that order. But for him, it's all about music.
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