So Cameron came home from school earlier in the week saying he'd been asked to take part in a Variety Show in the school gym tonight, on behalf of the North Queens Junior Girls Basketball Team. Fair enough, so we encouraged him to put a drum solo routine together with, oh, at least a few days to practice.
We went along to set his drums up this afternoon. Only a couple of the performers were school kids, the others were adults, and you could see his confidence slipping as they mostly ignored the wee 10 year old with the drum kit. Well, maybe that's no bad thing as he won't always be the centre of the show... Anyway, he didn't do much practising just tapped timidly in the background whilst they twiddled away.
Come the show, again, he didn't miss a beat but played very quietly almost to the point of invisibility until the intermission. At the interval we spoke to him and he said that he had decided not to play solo. We encouraged but didn't push him. Back to the second half... and no Cam on stage. Jane went to see if he was ok and he was, but none of the adults had invited him back.
Well, we like a bit of country as much as the next Canadian immigrant, but to be honest, there's a limit. The guys playing were ok, but the sound was crap and after straining to hear the 50th song about Mom drinking meths, Daddies lurv, dog leaving on jet plane, boyfriend being called Sue or whatever, people were starting to filter out. Problem was, Cam's drum kit was on stage, so we couldn't go anywhere, but we'd decided to put the evening down to experience at least. For the last couple of tunes Cam came back on.
The M.C. had asked him to do a drum roll to introduce each of the basketball team, so when the other musicians left the stage, Cam stayed. Then Carl, the M.C. said "So Cam, show us what ya got..." - a momentary blank look followed by fleeting panic, we held our breath; what would he do...
Hurhurhur, what he did was shrug - and played a belter! Man, he just blew them away, the place went wild, and he bloody taught them not to underestimate a young lad! The thing is, he is getting pretty damn good on drums and folks were probably thinking he'd done well enough with what he had played - so it was totally unexpected. But he is playing with style and grace and groove, and my heart soared.
As Jane said, this is the sort of thing you want for your kids - the little successes, the tests and triumphs, at least enough of them to balance out the inevitable knocks and defeats. And it won't hurt his cool rating, and the chance to date the better looking girls either.
Of course, because we are crap parents, we had (again) forgotten to take a camera. Thankfully, there was a proper parent in the audience, so hopefully I'll be able to post a photo soon.
Phew! I need a rum... and the skating rink opens tomorrow, so I'd better not be late, but that's a different story. This is Rock and Roll Radio, stay tuned for more Rock and Roll...
Oh aye, and a happy New Year to everyone!
