1989. One of two times I took on drumming on the first of two five-piece Gretsch kits I ever owned, both with Zildjian cymbals. This time, as part of a would-be punk band with my buddies, Bob and Mark that never got off the ground.
I took it as seriously as I could after the nice try at a band through my college years, but soon sold the kit to square away some debt. Cropped hair, curled tongue, backwards army cap, Frehley’s Comet tee, those were the days, lol. Later in life, another Gretsch kit came my way. Same efforts, same results, along with my congas and bodhrán. I often wonder what might’ve been.
–Ray Van Horn, Jr.
Roads Lesser Traveled 
“This truly better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all! 😊
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A true quote, thankfully my true love is here by my side. 🙂
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I’m fond of observing that if we didn’t she’d our childhood loves there’d be no room for mature ones!
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There’s always another opportunity around the corner. I say you should try again. 😊
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You never know, dude, though TJ is former Navy on an aircraft carrier and her ears can’t take much more abuse, LOL!!
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All you need is a set and a Dodge Colt. 😉
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LMAO!!! Those were the days.
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I know, right?
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We drove our son’s drum set 3500km to deliver it to him across Canada during the pandemic. There was a lot of noise every time we made a quick stop or went around a corner!
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Holy smokes, that’s epic! I used to tote my kit in a tiny Dodge Colt hatchback, cramming the entire set in my car with bare space for our guitarist, lol
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