A day in the life of a buster dilly

Jack

Jack

It’s hard enough playing an instrument when you know the material inside and out. So it’s double-dog-dare when somebody shows up to play without knowing a lick of the progressions, songs, or style.

But Jack showed up to M’Coul’s Tuesday night, fully aware of the challenge. We worked out a 2-hour set, on the spot, mistakes and scrunched-up faces on display for all to see. Jack’s jazzy chops, and ease of use with a variety of mallets and sticks on a small kit (kick, snare, and a few shimmering cymbals), made the night a challenge and a thrill.

Just before I took this picture he asked, “Ever done anything like this before?”

Me: “Nope.”

Jack: “Me neither.”

Now that’s a Buster Dilly.

  One thought on “A day in the life of a buster dilly

  1. March 13, 2008 at 9:19 pm

    so. damn. cool.

    iCast! ;-)

  2. busterdilly
    March 13, 2008 at 10:08 pm

    Hm. You’re right. I’m still trying to figure out where all the pieces go. And this piece fits the iCast puzzle nicely.

    Thanks Sean.

  3. March 13, 2008 at 10:10 pm

    it fits in both, beautiful lady.

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