I grew up in Albuquerque, NM, where, when we went to high school, you had to pick a lane…
You were either a Jock, a Freak, a Cowboy, in the ROTC, or you were a BAND KID, or a DRAMA KID.
I felt the peer pressure to take the Jock lane, but boy did I want to be with the Band and Drama Kids.
My advanced placement classes, which were called “honors classes” back in 1985, were full of Band Kids.
They always seemed to be smarter, like they were having more fun, and truth be told, they were also some of the best soccer players in my high school.
Fast forward to our 10-year high school reunion; the Band Kids were the MIT graduates, the Professors, the Inventors, the Surgeons, the Attorneys, and some of the best Entrepreneurs I have ever met.
In the meantime, some guys like me to this day don’t even have a college degree.
Here are a couple of pictures of my son playing in his holiday concert with his friends the other night. Truth be known, I am raising a Band Kid.
In fact, he now plays the trumpet, the tuba, and the guitar… but he also sees himself as a student athlete and wants to join the drama club next year as he heads off to high school. He thinks it would even be cool to try to be on the football team and play his tuba at halftime at the games.
Kids today don’t have a problem with taking multiple lanes.
I am so glad that our kids have a healthier view than I had when I was growing up.
I have to say it was so exciting to watch all these kids grow in their learning to play these instruments over the last three years. When they started in sixth grade together, they sounded like nails on a chalkboard… but last night they sounded like a real symphony!
And the best part was watching them laugh, giggle, and connect with each other before and after their amazing performance.
So I wanted to take a moment to cheer on all our Band Kids and the teachers that so patiently help them to become real musicians.
And I want to give a shout-out to all the Band Kids I grew up with…
You sat in the stands, played your instruments with greatness, sometimes in a snowstorm, and cheered us Jocks on!
I am here to thank and cheer you all on now.
I am sorry I couldn’t see your greatness back then.
I see it now and have for quite some time as I check in with many of you on social media.
I am so happy that my son has chosen to play with all of you.
I just wish I would have had the courage to pick up that trombone almost 40 years ago to join your life symphony.
This is a little late, but…
ALL YOU BAND KIDS, YOUNG AND OLD, ROCK!
LET’S HEAR IT FOR THE BAND KIDS!!!!
Happy Holidays everyone!