Sometimes, you do something for a while, as it makes sense to you and
whoever is involved - and then other times, you just stop doing it.
Graven (my musical machine) is at a turning point. Ben - our faithful
banjo player, guitarist and tambourinist for over 2 years now - has
decided that he needs to move on to do different things. I've appreciated
having Ben around. He is a dedicated and loyal player and he will be
missed.
On the other hand, though, it will be nice to move on to some new
musical pastures. I have had some more rockin' songs in my mind for
a few moons and it will be good to get those a-knockin' with some
sound folks.
Time to hit the practice pads for a while. The drum kit will get a bit
dusty - but you can only hit the skins with thunderous abandon when
you are fully ready to make some noise.
This life is a maze of people and faint memories.
