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#3325
 	From: David 
Date: Wed Jun 25, 2003 1:49 pm
Subject: Re: GUITARS 	a_healey56
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Buy her a drum set.  Just some of the benefits...

1) she can be a musician without you giving her lessons*. ;-)
2) instead of being concerned about her attention span being too short, your
concern will be how to     get her off the darned things
3) all of your neighbors will love you to death.
4) all the heavy metal guys will gravitate toward your cute little daughter.

Dave (Drummer for 30 years, whose neighbors all could have killed him for
the first fifteen.)

*Just kidding about this. Real drummers are musicians also, but lots of
people get by in bands for a long time knowing nothing but how to pound the
heck out of the drums.

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LOL!  I *love* drums. One of my biggest regrets in life is that I ignored the
pro drummer roommate dying to teach me when I was a teen. I was so into guitar
and singing and songwriting... but now I see that something I could put more of
my whole body into would have been fabulous.  Someday when I get time for the
other billion things I wanna do, I'd like to take drum lessons, both hand and
stick.  But you know, you don't need to buy a six year old a drum set.  To a six
year old, the whole world is a drum set already. ;-)  PJ

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#3356
 	From: Weatherly-Hawaii...
Date: Thu Jun 26, 2003 7:56 pm
Subject: Re: GUITARS 	maliolana
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Aloha PJ,

Mine always had the pots and pans/spoons/spatulas and tupperware for
drums...At one/two ...by three...
I got the oldest one... a little bongo drum...to take to the beach and
jam with all the drummers under the trees...He was sooo cute...

Actually I got the bongo for me!/my piece of mind!...the percussion from
the metal was killing me!hahah...My youngest discovered the indoor
tranpoline and went to town...He magicly turned it into a drum...One day
I heard some body... scattin...zobedorebob...didididit...and good
too...to the excellant beat... of a soft drum...

I wondered who the hell that was...outside singing...and tappin... tap
ping...tapping...outside  my alcove door ?...Lot of rythym going on...I
peered out the front door...and lo and behold... It was my youngest three
year old boy...Looking so adorable...haha...I hid for a minute just to
watch and make sure he was as good as I though...I didn't want him to
stop if he saw me...

He also one day decided he wanted to be a tap dancer...and gave many tap
concerts on the frontroom intable...and I swear that kid was so good...it
was uncanny...hahah...I think it was because he saw an old clip of Sammy
Davis as a child...or was it Shirley Temple?

My daughter was the song writer and singer...(thy are all dancers)...At
three...she would make up songs about the neighbors and perform them...
in their dialect accent...It was very embarrassing...

I crossed my fingers that the Vienamese sounding words she was singing
were simply jibberish...hahah...She seemed to think she could speak the
language...One of her little VN friends mothers ...sent her home one
day...apparrently she said/sang something that pissed the mom
off!......and my daughter hadn't a clue what she had said...

I love precocious children...Especially when they are someone
elses!...hahaha

Love & Light & Laughter
Mali'o...aka...Dawna