DrumGit, Curtis Cunningham’s blog.

After my taxi ride (see “wealth thought for the day”) when I got to the airport there was (surprise surprise) a big security line.

I’d been in this line for some time, and while going round the artificial loops they construct to squeeze us into a manageable mass I’d noticed on a few occasions a young (early 20’s) punk rocker kid. He was totally done up with the leather jacket, union jack gear, tats, etc.

It was only on the 3rd or 4th loop around did I notice he had a rather bad limp, and it was the next time after that I noticed he also had a union jack patterned cane and what looked like a pretty bad leg. To my medically untrained eye it looked like something he’d had from birth than some injury sustained in adulthood. I then wandered off into imagining the hardships this might cause.. knowing I can’t truly relate. I’m pretty darn sure that would make the drums not your first choice of instrument.

Anyways .. glad for my health that day, I was.