Remember the scene when Pippin knocks the skeleton down the hole, and then the drums begin, beating a slow, regular cadence that heralds the imminent doom of the journey through Moria?
Every summer, summer begins to end with the sound of the drums, the high school marching band trying out its new recruits for the drum line, endlessly synchronizing (at least an attempt at it) the row of bass drums standing out in front of the gym.
They started today.
Posted by binky at July 25, 2007 10:58 AM | TrackBack | Posted to Music | Random ThoughtsHah! I didn't realize you could hear them from your house too. That extra block closer to me from your old place was just enough to put you in range, eh?
Posted by: binky at July 25, 2007 12:10 PM | PERMALINK