After 4 sold out performances, the Morgan family held a party for all those who participated in Sankofa. For the first time it took place in our barn.
After we finished eating, Clyde (#2)'s son started playing the big blue drum I made out of a plastic barrel. Before too long his sister, father and Marcus joined in. Turned into quite a jam.
Many took turns. I went back in the house and brought out my Irish drum, a tambourine, shakers and more sticks.
It definitely brought out the smiles.
What a pleasure it was to meet these very talented kids.
Each time we played, the bass drum started...then the sangba and finally the djembe. Spontaneous and in a real groove. People were dancing. There is something to be said for drumming.
It could have gone on longer, but several had to drive back to New York City.
3 comments:
Nothing like getting into the beat.
I watched it. Awesome.
Is that you sitting at the drum.
Your a young mite of a lady.
Are they your sons????
Yes they play good.
Hello
you do not know me,, I am a friend of Kim at Golden Pines- and found your awsome blog- and drumming,,, and I love admire that you all do it!
tweedles mommy
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