[Tainojim]

Originally Posted by Tainojim

Since I was a kid, my mother took me to church every Sunday. Besides her being a Sunday School teacher, I remember her always complaining how loud the drums were.

Revenge was sweet.

Even though the neighbors kept leaving little notes, like, "Your son plays very well but if he would just keep it down a little.

Some people worked different shifts and I considered that.

I was considerate and respectful with the neighbors.

So it was the annoyance on my mothers part, but I loved the sounds of the drums even though he couldn't play nothing else but the same old beat, over and over again.

So It's the church's drummer that got me started, even though I believe in my old traditional Great Grand Mother's belief. CEMI (pronounced - ZEMI)

It's only about tens of thousands of years B.C.