Tuesday, March 06, 2007
I opened the green door.
On my left, very close to the door, was an ensemble of percussion instruments.
There were five or six men all bent over and playing Fisher Price instruments.
They were all made for kids and the instruments only came to their shins. There were an assortment of plastic colors- pink, yellow, green... and types of drums.
I walked in unnoticed and sat down in the center of the room in a plastic chair, a hard type I used to sit on in high school- steel legs and light yellow plastic.
The sound of the drums was amazing and booming.
I closed my eyes and felt the life force in each boom and was amazed that the sound could come out of drums made for toddlers.