Elizabeth and I attended our first Full Moon Drumming Circle. We came a bit unprepared and didn't really know what to expect. We could hear the drums for a block before we could see them. Found a place to park and walked to the Mint Tea store. The Mint Tea is an import store/bistro. Outside, in what would be the yard, sat a circle of people playing drums and other percussion instruments. On the sidewalk were some bigger drums. The crowd and players were a mix of every age group. There were professional people and laborers, hippies and yuppies. It didn't take Elizabeth too long to realize we should have brought something to play. So she went in the store and found a little bell. She rang that bell in time to the drums for quite awhile. We were able to pick out the different drums as they were being played. A man was playing the didgeridoo. Our favorite instrument was a cabasa shaker. We both thought that was really cool and one needed to be added to Nana's noise makers for grandkids. Finally it was hunger that drove us to leave. Neither one of us can wait for the next one. Not sure if there will be one in Oct. or whether we have to wait for next summer, but you can bet we'll do it again.
Saturday, September 5, 2009
Full Moon Drumming Circle
Elizabeth and I attended our first Full Moon Drumming Circle. We came a bit unprepared and didn't really know what to expect. We could hear the drums for a block before we could see them. Found a place to park and walked to the Mint Tea store. The Mint Tea is an import store/bistro. Outside, in what would be the yard, sat a circle of people playing drums and other percussion instruments. On the sidewalk were some bigger drums. The crowd and players were a mix of every age group. There were professional people and laborers, hippies and yuppies. It didn't take Elizabeth too long to realize we should have brought something to play. So she went in the store and found a little bell. She rang that bell in time to the drums for quite awhile. We were able to pick out the different drums as they were being played. A man was playing the didgeridoo. Our favorite instrument was a cabasa shaker. We both thought that was really cool and one needed to be added to Nana's noise makers for grandkids. Finally it was hunger that drove us to leave. Neither one of us can wait for the next one. Not sure if there will be one in Oct. or whether we have to wait for next summer, but you can bet we'll do it again.
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