My dream has come two-thirds true. Other than a holdout from Traci, our family band is making some outstanding progress. Today I had a pretty good jam session with the kiddos. Curtis played drums, I played guitar, and Paige handled vocal and second guitar duties.
What we may be lacking in substance, we definitely make up for in style. Before Curtis starts playing he shouts "2, 3, 4!" just like a good punk rock drummer should. (The only problem is that he plays for about 3 seconds and then has to stop and shout it again. Our songs are going to have to be very short.) Paige always thinks she needs to turn up her guitar. That's cool, but she has an acoustic guitar. She turns every knob she can to get more volume, but really she's just moving the tuning pegs. With all of her wacky tunings I afraid we're turning into a prog band. I've lost all creative control.
