If You Could See What I Hear!

I wanted so desperately to record what was going on in my living room about an hour ago! ( Wouldn't you know every camera in the house had a dead battery.)

T-Bone, one of the four musketeers, came over for a few hours while Mom and Dad's work schedules overlapped.  He and Danny played for a while, but the later it got, the harder it was to keep them in that good mood. So Hubs stepped in and started a band.

Yep, you read that right.  He started a band, and it took off from there!  Hubs on air bass guitar, T-Bone on air guitar and vocals, and Dan the Man on the air drums. Hub would play a riff and sing - totally making it up as he went, then T-Bone would jump in and sing a few lines. And he had no trouble keeping up with the adlib as you go - he made up whole verses on the spot, just belting them out like a natural rock star.

Then came along Danny - the kid who from the beginning has been so embarrassed about possibly appearing foolish that it has been almost impossible to get him to pretend.  And yet, there he was, in the middle of the floor - on the complete air drum set that Dad (imaginarily of course) set up for him, complete with cymbals! - banging away like Buddy Rich!! (google it if you need to! You'll see what I mean!) I never knew a drummer could dance and drum at the same time, by my boy sure did!

And this wasn't a few minutes worth of play, either. Those three kept it up, all over the living room - for a good forty minutes!  It only got better when the boys discovered they could watch themselves in the dark TV screen!  We had a good old blues/rock jam session goin' on!

That was the best, most beautiful pandemonium I've ever heard!