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Drummond: Learning to find himself in the music
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Patrick R.F. Blakley7 ratings, 4.86 average rating, 3 reviews
Drummond Quotes
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“I'm not totally engaged with the man, rather, the clock on the wall behind him. About six, but ticking slow and tocking even slower.”
― Drummond: Learning to find himself in the music
― Drummond: Learning to find himself in the music
“I lift my arm and feel around for the snooze button, the only word I know in braille.”
― Drummond: Learning to find himself in the music
― Drummond: Learning to find himself in the music
“Lying on the ground, the instrument looks like a Venn diagram for toppings that belong on a pizza versus pineapple, two big separate circles. He lifts the whole thing up, minding the ceiling, sticks his head through the pineapple portion, and straightens the pizza portion to be a little flatter to the front.”
― Drummond: Learning to find himself in the music
― Drummond: Learning to find himself in the music
“Bye!" I yell over about four nearby flutes doing the opposite of tuning.”
― Drummond: Learning to find himself in the music
― Drummond: Learning to find himself in the music
“The table stands fast between the kitchen and the family room. It nestles between arguments and television shows, homework and birthday parties, breakfast and dinner.”
― Drummond: Learning to find himself in the music
― Drummond: Learning to find himself in the music
“Steve holds his breath as I suck all the air from the room into my lungs. I pause, then blow as hard as I can while squeezing my lips tightly together. The sound that comes out is not that of a sousaphone. In fact, it doesn't even come out of the bell above my head. The sound that escapes and reverberates throughout the long hallway did, in fact, start with F but ended in A-R-T, and it came out the opposite end!”
― Drummond: Learning to find himself in the music
― Drummond: Learning to find himself in the music
“I don't know yet," I give her the perfect reply. The political 'I do not recall' get-out-of-jail-free card. Let's see how Ashley handles this verbal razzle-dazzle. "That's not what Chelsea said," Ashley pops my bubble. "What did Chelsea say?" I ask. Now I look silly, not knowing what my apparent girlfriend thinks of our own relationship. "Chelsea thinks you two are dating," Ashley spills the bag and lets the cat out of the beans.”
― Drummond: Learning to find himself in the music
― Drummond: Learning to find himself in the music
“I started to doubt my belief in a god and instead began to believe in myself.”
― Drummond: Learning to find himself in the music
― Drummond: Learning to find himself in the music
“The wind announces itself through my open bedroom window. Sheet music is blown face down onto my floor, but the birds outside sing it from memory. Accompanying them are four steady-sounding knocks on my door, very evenly spaced, about mezzo-piano, my mom must be practicing drums too.
"Let's leave now, so we get a good view for the parade," my mom adds lyrics through the closed door.”
― Drummond: Learning to find himself in the music
"Let's leave now, so we get a good view for the parade," my mom adds lyrics through the closed door.”
― Drummond: Learning to find himself in the music
“Percussion is my religion, and the band room is my cathedral. Inside this holy place, I don’t believe in anything more than myself.”
― Drummond: Learning to find himself in the music
― Drummond: Learning to find himself in the music
