The Talking Drum
Imagine my surprise when my school teacher told me that these drums were called talking drums. A talking drum? Drums could do that? They could speak?
Shocking.
Of course I was a kid, so my ability to appreciate and fully understand the personification of an object such as a drum was barely existent. I mean, I could give life to the Action Man toy I played with in my room, but to do the same thing to a drum…well, that was a neurological task far too great for me.
But now that I’m older, I understand. I understand that these drums, like every other musical instrument, speak to their listeners. The rhythyms and the beats, as the drummer smacks the instrument, are communicating a meaning. And that right there is the beauty of music. I think music is simply a melodic conversation between the musician(s) and their audience.
It’s a beautiful thing.

The Talking Drum

Imagine my surprise when my school teacher told me that these drums were called talking drums. A talking drum? Drums could do that? They could speak?

Shocking.

Of course I was a kid, so my ability to appreciate and fully understand the personification of an object such as a drum was barely existent. I mean, I could give life to the Action Man toy I played with in my room, but to do the same thing to a drum…well, that was a neurological task far too great for me.

But now that I’m older, I understand. I understand that these drums, like every other musical instrument, speak to their listeners. The rhythyms and the beats, as the drummer smacks the instrument, are communicating a meaning. And that right there is the beauty of music. I think music is simply a melodic conversation between the musician(s) and their audience.

It’s a beautiful thing.

 
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